Monday, May 14, 2012

Visit to the Grove Street Boat Ramp

Where it apparently was family day.
Ellie hunts along the shore.  At one point she found a dead gosling, and poked it gently, then looked up at me.  I hurried her along.

This may be the largest family I've seen this year.  Daddy is fishing next to Mum.

My favorite:  the gentle herding behavior.  Or maybe it's a warning to others to steer clear.

 The willow at the mouth of Hoffman Creek is beginning to bloom.
A smallish family eyes us warily.

 This little fellow struck out on his own, awa from the geese on the shore.
No worries, though.  It joined this larger clan, post-haste.


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