I say 'My Swans' but of course they belong to no-one, just legally The Queen. I have mentioned seeing them most days for the past 17 years, although that is a struggle for me now, but that applied mainly to the Cob, who has to be at least 21 yrs old. His original mate died around 6 years ago, which upset me greatly and he wouldn't leave her side until she gradually disappeared. He still stayed on his pond, protecting it as his territory, then one day, a pair of younger swans' appeared looking to set up home, the Pen was maybe 3yrs old. Well, he was having none of that and drove away the male whilst the female watched and then remained with 'my Cob' after her original partner had been defeated and flown off. The next day, they were together as a pair and the following year had their first brood of Cygnets and have done so yearly since.
Swans' are amazing parents, for example, even when hungry themselves, they will let the babies take it all and they are stupidly brave when protecting the little ones. He, the cob, introduced his new mate to me showing her that he trusts me and they always briefly bring their new Cygnets to see me and then back nestwise again...it's amazing and I feel honoured. It has cost a small fortune over the years in wheat, mixed seeds and wholemeal bread, (white bread is not good for them) but it has given me so much pleasure and it's still worth the tiring struggle to see them. Other regular birds of course get to know, Moorhens, Coots, Tufted ducks and naturally Mallards, also one Robin without fail every winter only. I give a special whistle as I approach and they all appear.
I can only load the one photo so this one is their home.....