Turns out that they are not swans but are baby geese. I know from experience that they grow up into real bastards and can draw blood when angry, so I reminded Lisa to get tetanus shots but then she reminded me that she had already learned her lesson because daddy had given her husband tetanus a few years ago. Accidentally, that is. Not as a gift. That would be a terrible gift. Not as bad as indoor geese probably. But close.
This all makes me terribly homesick.