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Captured at Paxton Pits, old gravel pits converted to a wonderful nature reserve.

Taken at the river,just a short walk from my home.

Mute swans just after mating at Swithland reservoir.

Priory Country Park, Bedford

Swan in winter at sunrise

Taken at Barton Marina

Taken on a cold winter day in Pa. Ice was forming around the lake, but the swans seemed oblivious. Could have watched them all day....

A large number of them at Murray Marsh.

Gesehen in den Urdenbacher Kämpen.

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Seen in the Urdenbacher meadow, near Duesseldorf

Mute Swan - Cleethorpes.

Lough Neagh,

Ballyronan,

County Derry,

Ireland.

A male swan (cob) tries to impress his feeding mate (called a pen). Didn't work tho.....

 

I believe these are tundra swans. Could be trumpeters, but don't think so. Tundra swans are decidedly more common.

 

Hope your weekend is off to a great start!

 

Taken at Welney Wetland Centre yesterday.

 

Image © 2018 Nicola Riley

Swans every day procedure cleaning feathers.

Swans and cygnets seen on our Winchester trip last year. Only just getting around to looking at some of these photos.

This swan presented itself quite nicely for dusk, side lighting.

 

On Explore October 12, 2017.

 

Although these are beautiful creatures . . .

 

From the Michigan DNR website: "Mute swans are an invasive non-native species that pose a growing threat to native animals, habitat and people. Their numbers are well above an acceptable range "

Beautiful bashful moment from this Swan

One last swan image, I am quite excited about this pair and hoping to be able to observe them with their family.

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A photographer forgetting about photography - shot taken by Dr Mike Gocman (he was trying to feed me to her Majesty's swans who, after all, were not amused).

Christchurch, Quay, Dorset UK.

A swan on the ponds at Mill Lane Pangbourne. I liked the way the light reflected him.

As the swan approached to the margin of the water, I thought it perhaps had designs on our picnic lunch. (A woman on the seat next to us beat a hasty retreat.)

 

But the swan soon resumed its preening, which it had started in the water, and finally was energetically removing, with its beak, tiny feathers which fluttered down to the pebbly shore.

One day old cygnets keeping warm under their mother’s wing.

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