I saw a wonderful thing this morning when I pulled back the curtains.
A pair of adult swans and four large cygnets drifting past the boat bow!
Of the six that hatched previously (pic below), there is only one survivor, and he has almost lost all of his grey plumage now. He is also bigger than his parents.
From what I can remember about the life cycle of swans, they don’t breed until their second year.
The adults I saw this morning can’t be last year’s cygnets if this is the case then.
But these four ‘babies’ were glorious to behold and so proud to be between Momma and Papa.
Sadly I wasn’t quick enough with the camera and the two above were from the first brood.
I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes!
In November 2020, we lost our beloved Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney. We now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of Kizzy, my GSD when Hubby and I first met so had hers done too.
On February 24th 2022 we were blessed to find Maya, a 13 week old GSD pup who has made her own place in our hearts. You can follow our training methods, photos and her growth in my blog posts.
From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives.
We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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