Yesterday morning found me sitting on the foggy bank of the lake near my home. I was hoping to catch the pair of Mute Swans (Cygnus olor) that live here on their way out to breakfast. After about a thirty minute wait, I catch sight of them coming my way. The larger of the pair led the way, and about one hundred yards behind followed his mate. The swan swam by without a sound and in a minute his tiny wake lapped the shore at my feet.
An ancient belief held that the Mute Swan sings only once in its life; a beautiful swan song, just before dying.
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