I have been finding lost twigs and giving them a new lease of life, whittling them, sculpting them, drilling and threading wool through to make key rings for all our many keys aboard. They look delightful and should the worst happen and the waterway goddess chose to call them inward, they should float!
In amongst this the baby swans have been floating along, tapping at the side of the boat to see if we are in and have been waggling their baby tails in anticipation of free foods!
They have since grown to near the size of mum, but still have all their grey fluff and a quater the size of wings!
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