
I awoke this morning, bright and early, with grand plans of chatting up the flock of Canadian Geese that were staying in the back field of my park.

Logic dictated that I would be able to gather far more information from the geese, than a band of cheeky Ravens. Besides, the Raven Boys don’t strike me as the chatty Cathy type, comparative to a bunch of lady geese with time to gossip.

At least, this was the plan in my head when I got up! In the beginning, I considered taking an old loaf of bread with me. But then I thought better of offering the birds a treat, before first attempting to get information out of them…

If I opened a bag of bread in front of a flock of hungry geese, I’d never get a word out of the bossy things. Have you seen how they can lose their minds, in the presence of food… it’s a mad house!
I figured that I could return with the bread, tomorrow… more like a thank you gift!
When I reached the field, however, I was sorely disappointed! It was empty… abandoned!

I swear that I was in the park only the day before yesterday, and they were all here, having a good time!
What a disappointment!

So…. I’ll return tomorrow and try for the Raven Boys, in hopes that they’ll cooperate. I didn’t dare try to speak to them yet. Not without any peanuts to offer…

That would’ve just been rude, now wouldn’t it?!

Back in the early 80s I lived on Long Island, NY. There was a Catholic Ukraine church about a mile down the road, and it bordered a fairly large and active stream. Canada Geese would settle their young with babysitters (also geese) and then go off to forage or hang out in the stream looking for grasses and such. There were little islands in the stream, and a pair of swans had built their nest on one little island. I used to canoe all around this little network of marshy waterways and saw muskrats, snapping turtles, various fish, and other creatures. It was a great memory.
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It sounds dreamy… I’ve never actually ridden in a canoe, but I think it would be fun 😁
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