They're coming....

I came out of the house and three of the swans were on the river path. They went back into the river, but very keen to come up again, I've no idea why. It was so very quiet, I could hear their feet squishing in the mud.

Cold and dull/rainy all day. I had the most lovely walk, beach completely empty apart from me and all I could hear was the waves booming and breaking, very perfect and even.