And, it should be noted, the Father Goose is right at hand, ready to spit or advance on anyone that might be a threat!
My walk found me discovering two goose families. I'm told their is a third but have seen no sign of nest or babies. We'll see. The first was hanging close to the water bank. These little guys were enjoying the delicacies of whatever happens to grow there.
As I went around the Ditch, I noticed this group of seven swimming along.
By the time I got to the other side, they were out of the water, on land and enjoying their time together.
There is only so close you can get to a family of geese before they get a little territorial -- and, I suppose, with good reason.
So, I stood back a bit and watched carefully.
The little ones are awfully cute. They're about eight inches long, head to tail, with very big feet!
There's always a straggler and this one seemed to get easily distracted, then run to keep up with his siblings.
This fellow tried to pass. They were having none of it! So, he turned around, walked through the trees and picked up the path far on the other side!
By the time the second group came toward them, they were headed toward the water!
And mighty fine swimmers they are!
I'm told a duck family has emerged -- no sign of them today. But I'm happy to watch this clan.
Just don't mess with Mother Goose! (And Happy Mother's Day!)