I've been waiting impatiently for Mama Canada Goose to get her babies out of the nest. My wait is over. This morning was the morning - and a beautiful morning it is. But wait, there's more! This isn't the mama from the tire. She's still on her nest. So once again, we've had two nesting pairs. Double joy!
There are three baby goslings in this batch, but they are not the only things yellow in the photo:
The Dandelion
O dandelion, rich and haughty,
King of village flowers!
Each day is coronation time,
You have no humble hours.
I like to see you bring a troop
To beat the blue-grass spears,
To scorn the lawn-mower that would be
Like fate's triumphant shears!
Your yellow heads are cut away,
It seems your reign is o'er.
By noon you raise a sea of stars
More golden than before.
(By Vachel Lindsay)
You could say this is a red letter day, but it is more like a💛!
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