A Sunday morning in the middle of July. I got to West Park early, before anyone had come to feed the birds on the lake; probably before there had been any huiman disturbance by the lake that day yet.
The swan pair with this year’s cygnets were well out towards one of the islands, not doing much apart from a bit of preening. When I stopped to take pictures, they didn’t seem to take any notice.
I moved a short way round the lake to get pictures from a different angle. Now the swans did notice me, and started heading in my direction. I got off a few shots, then left so they wouldn’t waste too much energy in the hope I was going to give them some bread.