The Royal Brood Bunker
Some birds build nests. This Mute Swan builds a fortress. Perfectly centered on a pile of reed architecture that puts most architects to shame, she’s in full nest-mode: majestic, slightly paranoid, and very committed. She’s not just incubating eggs — she’s holding court. Every shift of that elegant neck says, “Yes, this is my moat. No, you may not approach.” It’s less “home sweet home” and more “you shall not pass.”
The Royal Brood Bunker
Some birds build nests. This Mute Swan builds a fortress. Perfectly centered on a pile of reed architecture that puts most architects to shame, she’s in full nest-mode: majestic, slightly paranoid, and very committed. She’s not just incubating eggs — she’s holding court. Every shift of that elegant neck says, “Yes, this is my moat. No, you may not approach.” It’s less “home sweet home” and more “you shall not pass.”