Morning dawns

In the moment I am cycling every day from Musselburgh to Waverly station to take the train to Livingston. On my way I pass Arthur's seat and somehow it is a pleasure to see how the swans there know they have the right to do everything. One of them always does stretches and scratches himself on the street for a while and keeps the car drivers entertained who would like to pass but don't dare to...
:)