Geese now number nine
Snacking in the vacant lot
Honked as I walked by
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Just discovered this comment from 10/10/2017. Belated thanks.
Are they getting to know you?
I would like that. At least they are not terribly afraid of me. 🙂
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Here we have Canada geese and I won’t get too close as they might come bite me! Be careful out there, Inese 🙂
Thanks, Christy.
Multiply they do
They may not be rabbits, but
Gaggling like humans 🙂
🙂 .
honk honk
🙂