Something spooked the resident swan family at the CRP this morning. I don't think it was me (they've seen me lots of times before). All of a sudden they took off and circled the peninsula again and again.
The sound of five swans flying is quite uncanny--apparently the "mute" swan's two note wing song used to be taken for a human voice. These days a closer comparison is, sadly, a muted car alarm... Their strangulated distress call, on the other hand, is scarily human.
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