It’s difficult to lead two different lives. Being good at two very different things always leads to compromise and there’s always someone better than you at each. Even more so with three. So it is with Swans: they have to walk and to swim and to fly and end up not quite as perfect at each because they still have to do the others.
Here’s a Mute Swan swimming on an idyllic day in Otmoor:
And here’s a Mute Swan walking in a typical English country scene down a rural lane:
Now I just need one to fly over me to make a full set.
And it didn’t.