I see Mute Swans too often to be taken in by that graceful and serene shtick – they’re bad-tempered, aggressive beasts, and generally best given a wide berth. But that said, I never won’t be charmed by the absolute abandon with which they take a bath, and I took so many photos of this cob on the river in Stratford this morning, that I almost had to buy a new EHD to store them all.
The main image has nice light, and the bird is well angled in relation to the camera, but I also really like the extra photo – showing a kind of avian tornado which puts me quite strongly in mind of Dave Grohl and Animal.
R: L2, C1, D17.
