Black Swan

Nice watery details on the surface of foil.

Excellent idea !

Was für eine süße Idee!

Good idea! I like the "ripples" on the foil!

very cool shot Gillian

lovely imaginations of water

What a lovely presentation Gillian ... the graceful swan floating along on the peace waters. Good large and on black as well. :) The softness of the creases make for gentle ripples.

a great silver lake

Beautifully presented swan on the foil.

the foil works so well as a lake, nice one

Thanks everyone, interesting challenge

I also like your idea and the picture very much, Gillian! You have copied this reality very well and recreated.One must first come to this idea!

When I see a black swan, I always have to think of "Petra". Petra was a black swan. She fell in love with a white pedalo looking like a swan on the lake Aasee, a lake located in Münster, in Germany. :)

swan Petra (Wikipedia englisch) ~~~ swan Petra (Wikipedia german, complete story!)

Thanks Stevia. We have legends in Australia, here is one...
Many years ago, during the dreamtime, a beautiful Aboriginal girl named Maroochy was loved by another of her tribe, Coolum, a young warrior whose union to Maroochy had the approval of the elders.

One day a mighty warrior named Ninderry, who belonged to a fierce and warlike tribe, stole Maroochy while Coolum was out hunting. When Coolum returned and found that Maroochy had been abducted, he set off in pursuit following their tracks.

Fearing (as custom decreed) to demand Maroochy’s return from such a fierce warrior, Coolum crept into the camp while Ninderry was asleep and set Maroochy free, before fleeing back to their tribe’s territory on the coast.

Ninderry was furious when he awoke to find Maroochy gone and Coolum’s tracks leading her from the camp. He flew into a mighty rage and set out after the young couple.

When Ninderry caught sight of them, he threw a nulla (club) at Coolum, knocking off his head which rolled into the sea and became Mudjimba Island. Coolum’s headless body fell and turned into stone, becoming Mount Coolum.

The Spirit God, known to the Undanbi as Birral, had been watching these events from his crystal throne in the sky and was deeply incensed by Ninderry’s foul deed. He struck him down, turning him into stone where he became Ninderry Crest.

Filled with sorrow at the loss of her beloved Coolum, Maroochy fled to the Blackall Ranges, weeping so much that her tears flowed down the mountain range to form the Maroochy River.

As time passed, Maroochy decided to try and find Coolum’s spirit that had gone from his body. To aid her quest, she transformed herself into a black swan (Muru-kutchi) and to this day, journeys up and down the river, flying to the swamps and lakes, searching for the spirit of her treasured Coolum.
Sunshine Coast Library

This is a very beautiful and imaginative legend, Gillian. Is there still a black swan on the legendary river or even some swans swimming there?

Many greetings,
Stevia