No tomar mi foto, imbécil!

Geese. For some they are wonderful friends that give us special pictures that we treasure forever. For others they are unforgivable pests that litter every inch of the ground around them with their foul droppings. I guess it all depends on where you meet these interesting birds.

I usually meet them at my local nature parks, so I don't mind the droppings. What I really like seeing are geese with a bunch of babies. Baby geese are known as goslings, just in case you didn't know. I met these two geese and their whole gaggle out in front of this viewing platform by the lake.

One thing before I go on. I dropped everything I've been doing to write this post. Time seems to get away from me lately. The hours of the day seem to be much shorter right now. I need to figure out how to stretch them back out. Maybe I should eat different meals or something... Back to the story.

They quickly decided I was not counted among their friends, so they waddled into the water and swam away. It doesn't matter if they liked me or not, because I liked them. They could even swim away, and I still liked them. Why? Because of the pictures they left with me.

They may have been calling me all sorts of bad names in goose language, or telling me not to take their pictures. But I was oblivious to all of it because I don't understand goose language. I wonder if that would work with people who's language I may or may not understand. "No tomar mi foto, imbécil!" Click!

And then the geese, or the people, swam far away from me. Honestly, I felt a little embarrassed because I chased them away from where they were when I discovered them. They may have stayed and enjoyed themselves if I had not approached them.

But then I remembered something. That platform and the trail I was on was made for me. If not for people like me who don't mind their poop, these geese would only have enemies. These geese need all the friends they can get. I pay their goosey little salaries! I'll do what I want!

Okay, so I'm only joking. Seeing the geese was fun, even if they weren't too sure about that. That's how it works. I'll keep doing what I do, and they'll keep doing what they do. And we'll all have fun.


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Early Bird

I liked being out early so much the other morning that i did it again. It doesn't show up very well in my pictures because the camera makes adjustments, but it was still half dark out here. Everything was covered in a layer of mist that made everything seem mysteriously fun.

And I wasn't the only early bird out there. This American robin got her worm just like early birds are supposed to do. I followed her around as she proudly displayed her prize to the world. Maybe she thought I was trying to steal it because she kept a very close eye on me the whole time I was there.

I actually wondered why she stayed so near watching me. She moved to three different places while I was near, and never went far. I finally left her there when it was time for me to go. This series of black fences you see are there to surround the dam and to direct people where they can walk in safety.

There she is with her worm still in her beak. You can see that the railing for this walkway looks a little wet. that's the residue of Moon mist that is covering everything out here. You can even kind of see it in the air here in the background.

Oh, I almost forgot to say, this post was intended for yesterday. I had the idea to write it, but then I got wrapped up in reading other blogs so much that I completely forgot. I checked today to see if it came up okay, but then found nothing. That's when it all came flooding back to me that I didn't even write it. It was a strange feeling.

And another thing.  I temporarily altered the commenting forms on my blogs because of the problems that Blogger has been having. I know some of you have had trouble, so this should fix it. The last time Blogger had problems like this it was because they were secretly making a few major upgrades. Hopefully this will become something as good as last time.

Now back up to the top of the guard fence for the dam. the robin was still watching me. It was here that I decided it was time to see some other early morning sights. I just wish I knew what she was protecting. It would normally be babies, but I would think they would be up in a tree somewhere.

I keep calling her she, but this bird might really be a male. It's kind of hard to tell unless you see them together. They look the same, except the females coloring is a bit duller, and with more white on the underbelly. A male's head is also darker than a female's. Which one would you guess?

So now we come to the end. I wonder what I might find next in between rain storms. Maybe it'll be some sort of stinkasaurus or a snoot jiggler or maybe just a common forest goat. I guess I'll find out soon enough.


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