Left, Right, Left, Right...

A friend told me of a pair of Canadian Geese with their goslings by the pond at the golf course. Early this morning I went to have a look.

Losing my balance I slid down a shingle bank and landed under a bush beside the pond. There I stayed, hoping it was too early for golfers to be out because I had a great view of the geese and they had only a limited view of me.

Being a murky, grey day, there was a bit of a struggle for light under my bush, but I was able to watch for some time. The geese were very aware of me, and made quiet little honking noises at the goslings when they strayed too far. Finally, they lined up the kids and marched them off.