![]() ![]() Swan couples always seem in accord – in one study they had a divorce rate of just 3% – and even their renowned silence seems to originate in an unconscious anticipation between them, one bird moving in synchrony with its mate. I’m impressed only by the birds’ pervasive gentleness. ![]() Who the hell dreamed up that nonsense and poured it into the ears of a 10-year-old? It is perverse that my oldest association with these animals is a 50-year-old anxiety that, should I venture too close, they could break my arm with a single beat of their wings. The birds looked serene, and the tai-chi-like processes of their delving necks had a brontosaurian slowness and elegance. The only additional contrast came from the birds’ watery reflections, which had been arranged by invisible ripples into quaking bars of light. Even by 6pm, dusk was advanced and two mute swans feeding there presented as flattened white shapes on an entirely black plane of still water. Yet Water-cum-Jolly, despite its name, is shadowy and claustrophobic. ![]()
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