As Forest Strnad gently pointed out, I certainly DID mean Trumpeter Swans
(not geese.) However Forest was wrong about my fingers slipping on the
keys...I think my brain slipped in to a fog of some kind (like my Rough-shouldered
Hawks of yesteryear.) I thought it might be too late to be at the computer.
The incorrigible (but correctible)
John Ellis-St. Paul