Once in a Blue Moon you hit the Jackpot. Such was the case this morning. Dick C and I were out at Ellis Creek in Novato. Dick ran, while I walked. A passer-by told me that there were Mute (not really) Swans on one of the trails. That's where I headed, and sure enough, there they were. Not at all disturbed by my appearance. Pretty soon I was right in their midst. I was in seventh heaven and shot about thirty pictures. Attached is one, showing four teenagers, known as such by their light brown plumage and not yet red bills.
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