Even though RH and I don't travel much anymore, the world comes to us, outside our windows.
The seven natural wonders of the world could not be more thrilling to us than what happened here this weekend.
Mr. & Mrs. Smith, the two Canada geese who call the pond home, successfully hatched out goslings Sunday morning.
Five sweet yellow fluff balls!
And mama had them in the pond swimming within hours,
something that amazed me.
Every time we can't immediately spot them we worry whether turtles in the pond have got them--I'm ready to make turtle soup if that happens.
But then they sail into a sunny spot of water or waddle into the sunshine and we breathe a sigh of relief.
Yesterday I watched the babies sunning on the bank a yard or so in front of Mama. One little one decided to go to her and she lifted her wing, then another and another. Two braver ones held out for a minute or two then looked around to see where everyone was. They popped up and rushed to her.
And there she sat, sheltering wings fluffed up around them.
Papa stood guard a few yards away.
Please stay. We're good neighbors here.
