They arrived early Thursday morning last week — honking like drivers in a traffic jam.
For all the noise, you would think there should be hundreds of them around. Nope. Just two, by the Traffic Bridge, right below our place.
|Back in River City - standing on the ice.|
The truth is the Geese have hundreds of places they can go. On the island in the river would be the best thought. They nest all over that island, near the art gallery. Maybe up on the river bank, close to our church. Maybe by the water intake for the power station, a couple of miles down the river, where the water is open all winter.
Last year, the Geese arrived March 11th. This year, they are three weeks later. I'll bet even they want spring to be here, soon. We're again being promised temperature close to 0°C (32F) for this week, with above freezing temperatures next week. Sadly, we've had the same forecast for three weeks in a row — "next week will be better." Some day the "weather man" is going to get it right, though I suspect more by luck than good management.
For the sake of the Geese, I hope the forecast is right this time, and we soon get some warmer weather. Come to think of it, I think that would make the Humans happy, too.
AddendumIt snowed on Friday, and again yesterday. We've had snow on the ground since mid-October. Another week, and we will have had seven months of winter. But who's counting, eh?
G is also for gallop, grind, golf, gridlock, and grandiose.
Blessings and Bear hugs, folks!