Spring? Maybe

Hi everyone,

Goose Lake is a busy place these days. In spite of the cold spring that has held back the usual flow of things, I saw a pair of geese and their three tiny goslings out for a swim a few days ago. Some slightly older ones are learning to graze on my neighbor’s lawn.

The goose that lost her five eggs to rising water recently seems to have gone to the nest again. I haven’t found it yet but the gander is wandering around alone most of the time. And smaller birds are taking advantage of our feeders, which this time of year is usually an indication they have a nests nearby.

Haven’t spotted the foxes since Christmas so I guess they found better places to den elsewhere. We were visited by an osprey two days ago. Way out of its normal territory. Two weeks ago we were visited by fifteen cormorants, also out of their usual area. I wonder if such unusual visitors are on their way back from winter migrations.

Most trees are budding and some have blossomed but the frost keeps knocking them back. A few snow flurries and a bit of sleet once or twice keep reminding us that nature will do what nature will do.

6 comments on “Spring? Maybe

  1. Circle of life

    The geese are gathering on my lawn,
    all in the morning early.
    The geese are gathering on my lawn,
    Perhaps tomorrow I’ll see e a fawn.
    The geese are gathering on my lawn,
    All in the morning early.

    The deer are grazing on my lawn,
    all in the morning early,
    The deer are grazing on my lawn
    I see a tiny newborn fawn.
    Perhaps tomorrow they’ll be gone,
    All in the morning early.

    The foxes are gorging on my lawn,
    all in the morning early.
    The foxes are gorging on my lawn,
    making a mess in the early dawn.
    A vulture arrives with a ghastly yawn,
    All in the morning early.

    ©2018 Jane Yolen all rights reserved

    • Bravo, Jane! Sorry I’ve been out of pocket. I love this one! Here’s a mate for it.

      All on an April Monday

      While I writhed in a dentist’s chair,
      all on an April Monday,
      upon my lawn there came a pair
      of Canadian geese and one small hare.
      I knew not they were gathering there,
      all on an April Monday.

      While I dined on delicacies rare,
      all on an April Monday,
      upon my lawn there came a mare
      that gave the geese and hare a scare.
      I knew not they were gathering there,
      all on an April Monday.

      While I was off to the county fair,
      all on an April Monday,
      upon my lawn there came a bear
      that chased the mare and geese and hare.
      I knew not they had gathered there,
      all on an April Monday.

      (c) 2018 David L. Harrison, all rights reserved

  2. Remember how I told you I loved the word “glorious?” I’ve been having fun writing this poem today….

    Spring at Goose Lake

    Goslings waddle ‘cross the lawn,
    Loudly squawking, “Wait up, Mom!”
    O’er the grass with flapping wings,
    Round them burst the signs of spring.
    Into water – splash and preen,
    Out on bank with down so clean.
    Under wings beaks take a rest,
    Spring on Goose Lake is the best!

    Look at the first letter of each line. What does it spell???

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