I came across this juvenile Mute Swan during a walk. It hissed so I maintained a respectful distance while wondering if it was in distress, being as it was about 100 meters from the pond where I previously saw it many times. It may have tired while trying out its wings.
I went past the spot a while later and it was gone so I assume it found its way to a more suitable habitat.
Mute Swans shepherd their seven cygnets.
A Mute Swan (Cygnus olor; Source) rests on the nest and a clutch of eggs.
Two Mute Swans dabble for good bits.
Sometimes humans grumble about life. It’s hot, it’s cold, it’s wet, it’s dry, it’s [fill in the blank]. I’m not immune.
These Mute Swans know nothing about the human senses of liking, disliking, grumbling. It is a sunny and mild day, they are safe, so it’s a good time to doze.
That is a good lesson. Accept what is given and be grateful.
Like ice skaters, this pair of mute swans (link to allaboutbirds.org) moved with grace, at times as one.