A cold morning but little breeze at Mountstewart. It almost felt that nature was a bit confused, leaves off the rhodedendrons and yet a few of the varieties were flowering.
It was also a surprise to see the 4 young swans still with their parents, I am sure they haven't stayed around as long previous years. This one was particularly cheeky as it crossed our path and hissed at Smudge as it made it's way to the lake.
|waiting for its sibling to join it on the lake|