A goose was hanging out, looking around. Geese usually travel in pairs or groups, so a single goose is unusually. This particular goose had quite a bit to say, especially when I showed up on the porch to take its photo. It began to meander across the backyards of the neighborhood, squawking away. Its squawks echoed back, creating the illusion of a flock getting ready to land.
About this time one of the neighbors called over from his front porch. Apparently this goose was not alone and the echoes were actually another goose answering the first.
The second goose was on the peak of a house farther up the road. My goose was working its way across the lawns toward this house, but not joining its rooftop companion. Instead my goose continued to call out, while the rooftop goose stopped answering and turned its back.
What was going on here? Were the geese a couple who were having a spat? The one on the ground a mom-to-be who wanted to find a place to nest and lay some eggs, while the roof sitter was surveying the landscape for the perfect piece of grass? Or maybe it was the other way around and the guy was on the ground apologizing for some affront to his wife, who stood with her back to him, ignoring his feeble efforts at making up?
Either way, it was an incredible way to start my morning, standing on the porch watching these two, one waddling across the grass and the other keeping watch on the rooftop.