These swans are having a nap,so at peace. While #548 named Crabby from his younger days, sits and digests his meal from my feeding. What a beautiful old swan. The oldest of the group they think,around 20. Amazing. And he is "amazing". He sure isn't crabby anymore but the most trusting and gentle creature. As I stood there with the corn he actually asked me to feed him in his way with his gestures. When I did he was so gentile and thankful. Then he sat down beside me. Then Bev told me all about him.
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