metaphor

 Lining up the troops...

Dealing with an invador (no, don't worry, it wasn't Zacchi dicing with danger)

Looking for the next challenger

A winter stroll, a dog, two swans, and plenty to think about. 

If I were a bird, would I be a swan? How does the swan move so smoothly, appear to be so serene, yet command and defend with such formidable force? 

Today I am grateful for literature.