Hormones...

....were running high among the cob swans this morning. A moment of sheer raw power and fury, but neither bird was hurt by the encounter, which was followed by a lot more posturing.

The river levels have dropped back to normal, and a decent frost meant that it was OK to walk along the normally muddy riverside path, the first time for weeks. The river looked exhausted after all the recent flooding, which is pretty much how I'm feeling tonight. Only one week till half-term!