The family of trumpeter swans I kept track of last summer were all fast asleep when I arrived on the scene. It was kind of an eerie sight to see at first but once it became apparent that they were all okay I went ahead and took some photos. They were not bothered by my presence and kept on sleeping. There were five cygnets in this family who were all thriving up until a week before they left the marsh in late October. One cygnet was taken by a predator, judging by the feathers I saw on the roadside nearby.