Several of our new friends have been taking their boats out on the water, some staying out overnight and one for three weeks (they’re due back on Saturday).
Hubby and I are content to putter up river though, enjoying the peace and tranquility of the moment.
Last time we were out, we came across a flock of swans. So far, it is the largest number we have seen in close proximity.
I counted eight, and as I was at the tiller, Hubby took the shots.
He also took some of the river itself as we chugged along.
Meanwhile, the swans here in the Marina continue to take it in turns to sit on the nest.
Our friend at the end of our pontoon saw the first ducklings this weekend.
The mother bird hurriedly shielded them from view before he could get a proper head count, but he said there was a significant number.
It would appear that the nests are on the other side of the bank, so we shall have to be patient. It also explains the birds’ absence here, though our Quartet returned last night for their hull supper, and the Three Bachelors have just flown in, so Lonely Duck has made himself scarce.
The heron is back and making his presence known, having landed on our roof with one helluva thump.
I took these pictures last year from the back of the boat shortly after our arrival.
The swallows are also beginning to arrive, so proof that Summer is indeed on its way!
pensitivity101 
Sounds like your spring has sprung there!
It has for the minute, apparently we are due to have a wet weekend. Great (not)
I am pretty sure all the nice days in spring have to be during the week when I am working.
Know exactly what you mean! Being semi retired at the moment we can enjoy all the days as our time is our own.