Mother Goose had no more than laid her eggs and settled down for the long wait when our heavy rains put an end to her efforts after only a few days.
In the first picture you can see her mate keeping watch from a few yards away. The same day I saw him suddenly lift off with great wings flapping and chase away another goose, presumably also a gander, who was swimming too close to his mate on her nest.
I was looking forward to “interviewing” both birds this year because hubby seems to have matured from the old days when he spent most of his time across the lake hanging with pals. Alas, both birds have left. Yesterday I saw a pair (them?) wandering around our front yard. Perhaps they’ll try again. If they do, I hope they’ll show more sense than God gave a goose and choose a safer spot.