I remember a time long ago and a lesson I learned. I mentioned to my grandfather how beautiful Candian Geese were, as they landed on Lake Ripley and wandered the shore of my Grandfather’s property. I remarked to him that they were amazing. He handed me a shovel and said, they are messy, and you get to clean up after them. After that, I no longer admired the Canadian Geese. They are messy birds. Well actually I still did, I just noticed them now when they were flying not on the shore making a mess I had to clean up!
During the winter, in Greenwood, we were the southern destinations that the Geese flew towards. A way stop for some flocks, a winter locale for others. They would swim in our retention pond the entire winter. As the ice froze, it left the one section of moving water for the last freeze. The Geese would wander around the ice, staying close to the last official hole in the ice. The last gasp of open water. I wondered about that, didn’t standing on Ice make their feet cold?
Over the years, 11 in fact, I took pictures of the geese. I watched them, shooing them off our pool cover and out of our pool often. I didn’t want to clean up after them in a place my kids would be, and frankly I would have to clean up after them. I watched them and wondered. I still do wonder, although now we don’t live near a retention pond. The nearest open water sits in the recreation park that is 3 miles from our house. We still see Geese from time to time, but they are now, as my dog calls them, Have that’s. Anything that either Dylan or Raven think they should be easting becomes a have that in their world.
At least, I don’t have to clean up after them, anymore!