As Promised: The Return of the Goslings

These first two pictures were posted on Facebook by the owner of the pond, with a note: ‘they are back now and grown’.

(Thanks so much, Danny.)

I have been told, obvious from the second picture, that only three of the original eight goslings survived.

The geese in the pictures are all of one size.

But three are running ahead - as children will do.

Two goslings ~ their beaks to the ground, like teenagers, 

heads in the cupboard ~ are foraging for food.

I had envisioned a brutal ending to them all, never thinking that the remaining parent may have taken them 

up over the daisy covered hill 

through heavy trees and

into the heavily reeded growth of the marsh below.

The open pond, while lovely and calm, had become dangerous.

Early morning treks of the geese leaving a scent for any hunting coyote to follow. 

This news of these goslings alive and foraging certainly brought joy to my day, excitement that my thoughts can be uplifted by nature's brilliance.

"The true delight is in the finding 
out rather than the knowing."

~ Isaac Asimov