4:30-ish.
Swans aren't daft.
Why waddle out onto the bank when the pond is so nice and cool?
Vicky tempts them over with our fresh supply of swan food.
Anything Mum can do I can do too.
It's too hot Mum, I'm sitting down for a bit.
A flower.
Not many left now.
No bees and even fewer birds.
Where have they all gone in this hot weather?
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