At Castelnaudary amid catching up with ourselves after a particularly busy run of visitors, we spent a few minutes watching the swans’ antics.
Around six o’clock each evening, the male swan (Cob) fluffed and preened and made a show out of his beautiful tail feathers. He formed a sturdy, fuller body and he tucked his fine head into his chest creating that classic curve in his neck.
Around six o’clock each evening, the male swan (Cob) fluffed and preened and made a show out of his beautiful tail feathers. He formed a sturdy, fuller body and he tucked his fine head into his chest creating that classic curve in his neck.
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Pedaling deceptively quickly he glided straight for the female (Pen), beautifully coiffed and ready for action.
As soon as the demure Pen spotted the randy Cob, she turned tail and paddled rapidly in the other direction. But as she created a little distance between them, she’d slow down and wiggle her tail feathers in a rather charming and seductive way.
As soon as the demure Pen spotted the randy Cob, she turned tail and paddled rapidly in the other direction. But as she created a little distance between them, she’d slow down and wiggle her tail feathers in a rather charming and seductive way.
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Then they’d disappear under the bridge.
We imagined the Cob having the same voice as Pepe, the amorous French skunk that strolls around Paris in springtime. In his exaggerated accent he refuses to take no for an answer!
We imagined the Cob having the same voice as Pepe, the amorous French skunk that strolls around Paris in springtime. In his exaggerated accent he refuses to take no for an answer!
“Don’t you worry, my darling, I am coming to get you!” We mimicked the lovely French tones as Pepe would have said.
The simple joys of the French Canals!
The simple joys of the French Canals!
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