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Wednesday, June 18, 2003
Nothing too terribly compelling going on here, the spouse and I are still constructing our IKEA purchases, but what's been done so far is looking lovely. On the work front, the swans in the front pond finally had their eggs hatch, so now they are all paddling around in the pond, Mom and Dad and two grey fluff balls. On the way in this morning I tried to think of what you call a baby swan. It's not a swanlet, and it's certainly not an ocelot. (For some reason the word ocelot got stuck in my head.) It's not a gosling, and not a chick. Wasn't I supposed to learn this in elementary school? Then again I call any group of animals a herd, regardless of what they are.
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