Shortly before Christmas my neighbor found the neighborhood swan floating in the lake with its' head under water. He tried to encourage it to raise its' head but so sad to say, our beautiful swan was dead. It had flown in about 18 years ago and was fully grown at the time it came. We never knew the sex of it but some friends called it Sally. It was beautiful and could put on show swimming down the lake with its' wings fluffed up and head and neck in a beautiful curve. It was buried next to the waters edge with a large rock marking the  spot. I find myself often looking for that beautiful creature of Gods' to come down the lake and brighten our day. I miss it.😢