Five photos, two of which are very alike. Well, that’s what I managed to do before starting feeling too sorry for these guys. They didn’t actually like the camera.
Look calm and beautiful, don’t they? In fact, they were mad I dared approach them. In between these snaps they tried to make me go. One of them (there were two, although I can’t see any distinguishable difference) tried even to attack me.
Met them just alongside my other photographic duties.
Sorry, Swans, for waking your anger. I meant no harm.