The swans are back. They have been on the other side of the lake. I have been able to spot them like white dots but to hear them very well. On Tuesday (the day when Quam left us, I’m still very sad) when I came down to the beach they were here on this side, bobbing in the waves looking for food. When the other one was sticking his head in the other one kept his eyes on the surrounding, ready to warn if anything suspicious would occur.