Saturday, May 24, 2014
Gosling Story
I'm going to take some pictures tomorrow of the little gosling. I'm pretty sure it's a girl - the 5 drakes are raising her, taking her out every morning and back to the nesting females every evening.
She is surrounded by the drakes, who treat her like a princess. She is the center of their world. There is always one next to her, protecting her like the fragile baby that she is.
Sadly, two more goslings hatched yesterday, but didn't make it through the night. I would have loved to watch them grow up with the same attention and care.
I've got to get photos of this. The problem is that I can't get too close. Our 'food truce' doesn't apply where she's concerned. I get attacked if I get too close.
*****
The little princess vanished two days ago. I don't know what got her, or how it got through her loyal knights.
It's sad.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
The Enthropy in Travel
Oh the pretty cabins! Pretty, pretty cabins! I'm gonna travel to a national forest and stay in a pretty cabin with all the fun things a ...
-
No, it's the economy, silly. Evergreen Review posted what could have been a wonderful essay on the closing of San Francisco's bel...
-
Goodbye old friends… I’ve had four saddles in my tack room, gathering dust for a decade. Three were good quality leather, two Western saddle...
-
What price to charge for an e-book? This is the great debate amongst Indie writers. Hanging out on a few independent writer sites, I'v...
No comments:
Post a Comment