I was out back with the hound today and noticed a crowd of Canada geese near my neighbors’ dock. One goose paddled close to shore, and was quickly chased away by another. Wondering what was causing the hullabaloo, I tiptoed through the woods for a closer look and found….goslings!
After a quick trip back to the house to grab my camera, I watched the new family for quite a while. They were charming, scurrying about while Papa Goose stood as a sentinel, and Mama Goose clipped the grass. And the other geese on the lake seemed as taken with watching goslings as I was.
I posted a few goose photos and wrote a few lines about them on Facebook–I didn’t plan to post a goose report on my blog. But then tonight I read Laura Salas’s Poetry Friday post–a skinny. I vaguely remembered the form (not sure if I’ve written one) and was inspired to write a quick draft in honor of our new neighborhood flock. And, of course, to have an excuse to share some gosling photos (I was a little too far away for crisp photos on a cloudy day, but they are still cute birthday photos.)
Goslings’ First Day
New parents follow their flock —
flock, their new parents follow.
Be sure to visit Christie at Wondering and Wandering, where you’ll find more feathered inspiration and all of this week’s Poetry Friday posts.