Note: I did not manipulate this photographing! Accept it!

The male swan and husband of the other swan in our lake near the campingspace.
He glows like a saint here :)

Once there lived an other swanfemale her. She had three chicks with another swan. But one sad day her husband died away because of poison, some stupid campers had given him.
Now there she was. Sad to the bone. alone with three chicks. Alone.
You could clearly see that all that was causing her to live on where her children.
Then one day this new guy came. He was strong and beautyful. A few days went past and he treated the chicks as his own and became her new husband.
Though he was a strong and cautious "stepfather". Only one chick survived. One was killed by an illness. The other one was eaten by "big al" the catfish. The surviving female chick went to another lake nearby when she was grown up.
This spring the mother died. We wheren´t able to tell if it was due to an illnes, or because she wasn´t able to lay her eggs due to those strange and terrible temperature-changes.
Two days later HE was gone too.
We didn´t see him for two weeks.
Then he came back. And with her came an unknown female.

And on goes the Soap-opera...