Our guardian goose quietly reflects on the snowfall and freeze that put a thin skin on part of the pond last night. Eggs are hidden and warm nearby, incubated by the spouse goose. No baby chick delivery expected in time for Easter Sunday though -- these parents don't trust the forecasts either. Our latest snow helping will be gone by late afternoon (Up North they got a foot or more) and forecasters promise that this time next week it will be in the sunny 70s. We're not impressed, nor is the ground-feeding Mourning Dove at right, whose breakfast seeds have been frosted over yet again.
Now that's something to mourn about.
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| The eggs are stashed in the lower right corner. You can see the Canada Goose minding them from the pond. |
