The swans kick the crap out of the geese, the geese beat on each other, and everyone pretty much leaves the ducks alone.
The swans at the one pond had four cygnets in the spring but two of them disappeared. The raccoons got to them, according to a third party observer.
Unless you count creek chub, the carp are the only game fish in the ponds and the one creek. Every few days two old European guys, I believe they are Hungarian, set up long carp rods, rest them on stands, sit in lawn chairs and smoke hand-rolled cigarettes.
The carp seem to do what they want to do when they want to do it and when they just loaf around it’s a long day for the Hungarians and me, too, and the bird watching is a pretty cool diversion.