This spring and summer we’ve had eight baby geese wandering the property. These goslings are actually a blended family, with five teenagers coming from one set of parents, and three pre-teens from another. The two sets of adults don’t seem to mind sharing parenting duties, and they don’t seem to have trouble keeping track of their children in the mix.
So we like to name some of the animals in the yard. Murray the muskrat seems to be back, and Carl and Carla the carp are like whales in the pond. Jonna likes to name the chickens after television characters, for exapmle Lucy and Ethel, or Laverne and Shirley. So we immediately named all of the goslings Ryan, and now our celebrity puffballs are the stars of the yard.
The teenaged goslings can’t yet fly since their wings have not fully developed, so the families spend their days wandering around the yards, disappearing into the tall grass, frolicking in the ponds, and lounging in the sun. There are, however, quite a few predators in the area, so it seems that the families prefer to spend the evenings closer to our inn. Hopefully they enjoy the accommodations.
As any golfer, park-goer or simply anyone who has been near a goose knows, they can make quite a mess. But a good stiff raking of the yard turns lemons into lemonade, or in this case, fertilizer. The lawn has never been lusher. Although that may ultimately be due to the rainy spring. The sun goes down, the sun comes up, and in the morning it’s time to get out the rake again.
Despite an air of composure and dignity, our visiting adult geese tend to be quite clumsy. One goose’s attempt to simply fly across the street resulted in a tangle with the telephone line and a spill onto the road. In the spring, pairs of geese hiss and honk at each other to stake claim to a pond, resulting in the second pair hissing and honking at another pair, and so on. Before and after family season the geese will fly off each evening- with much honking and fanfare- back to the Hudson River and safety, then fly back the next morning to once again fight for their piece of the pond.
So the teenaged goslings should be itching to get their feet off the ground soon. It will probably be quite a scene. Let’s hope they do well. In the meantime you might see them around the inn taking a gander.
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