The mute swans are bringing their three cygnets to the southern end of the Brighton millpond daily now and the park visitors are enjoying the pastel gray balls of fluff with their tiny wings and charcoal-colored bills. The pen and cob (mom and dad respectively) tip up (lower left) to reach the bottom of the pond to bring submerged vegetation to the surface for their young (lower right). Sometimes one of them unintentionally dons a necklace of seaweed as a result of this activity.
What a scene of domestic bliss! I hear music in the background (something by Debussy, “Morning?”) I’ll wager that there are many more pictures taken by visitors!
Yes, Barb. The park was crowded and anyone who had a camera was using it. Cameras are so ubiquitous these days, the same event was probably recorded from every conceivable angle.