A trawled shawl

Whilst walking the dogs along the river, I could hear a squeaky noise and on investigation, it turned out to be a cygnet wearing a reed shawl that he/she had trawled from the river bed.
He soon caught up with the rest of the family. Mum and Dad have their work cut out, as there were six babies altogether. One of the adult swans started hissing at the dogs but we kept well back.

Today has been a worrying day but I think if you have children, no matter what age they are, you are destined to a life of worry.