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A Honkin’ Good Time


Skies are still a bit hazy from the wildfire smoke, but somehow the geese have found their way to the estuary. Many of these birds will move on further south, but many will stay for the winter, putting up with wind and rain, and possibly a day or two of snow. The farmers’ fields will provide food for them with leftover cobs of corn and grain seeds that have missed being harvested. In case of severe frost or snow, the geese have the estuary to find food as the salt water doesn’t freeze.

The arrival of the geese always tells me that summer is ending and the northern latitudes are cooling off already, driving the birds south.

For now, life is still comfortable for them and they chat and preen and enjoy the warm days and nights. Some stretch their wings while others preen their back and neck feathers. A few are resting, some are dabbling at the water’s edge, and the farthest one has his neck stretched up tall and alert. It’s like kiddies’ day at the beach.

Just before leaving, I snapped one more quick picture. When I got home I noticed that one of the geese was flying past the camera just by the tree on the left. Or was it? I zoomed in for a closer look.ย  You can see it on the next photo.

Here, below, is the flying goose at the end of a skinny branch.ย  It’s all dressed in leaves. Sure had me fooled.

Mrs. Goose is on the loose,

Chattering, she’s quite obtuse.

“There’s a party at the beach,

And I hear it’s out of reach.

Nobody will bother us,

We can honk and spit and cuss,

Holler loudly as we wish

And the place is one big dish.

Food aplenty ‘cross the way

in the fieldsย  where corncobs may

Still be lying on the ground,

Seeds are scattered all around.

People stop and look at us

But they’re harmless, make no fuss.

It’s just heaven being here

Even though the winter’s near.”

“Honkin’ right,” the gander said.

“Still some pleasant days ahead.”

“Watch your language, Gander Dear,

Bloggers won’t approve, I fear.”

Gander stretches out his wings,

Rolls his eyes and up he springs.

Goosey scurries, much impressed,

Goes to give her mouth a rest.




Author: wordsfromanneli

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34 thoughts on “A Honkin’ Good Time

  1. It really looks like te summer is coming to an end for you, Anneli. Here, though, there’s no sign of it yet: it continues to be hot an dry.
    Have a wonderful weekend,

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    • It’s still very warm in the daytime, but the nighttime temperatures are dropping more. No rain in sight yet. But gradually, it’s getting to be fall. I think most of us have had enough of the heat and drought. Too much of a good thing. Enjoy your weekend, Pit.

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  2. Such a honking cute poem, Anneli! I always dread hearing the honking geese as they fly overhead in September, because I know it prophesizes the end of summer and the beginning of the cold season. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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  3. Love that word – honking ๐Ÿ™‚
    Around here we have lot’s of honking all year round – bloody impatient drivers.
    End of summer here means that the possibility and frequency of hurricanes increases ๐Ÿ˜ฆ
    Cheers !

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  4. Don’t these know we’re not ready for fall yet?

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  5. A lovely post, Anneli and wonderful photos. Happy weekend, ๐Ÿ™‚

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  6. Telltale signs of summer waning here as well. Lovely photos and sweet poem.

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  7. Interesting to see that movement of geese up there. Nothing like that here yet.
    I like your poem!

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  8. Even though I do not like the present heat and the smoke from the forest fires, I am not ready to say good-bye to summer yet. I ‘talked’ to the Canada geese this afternoon and they told me that they will try to stay this winter if the lake does not freeze. Very beautiful poem, Anneli!

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  9. No sign of summer ending here either. It’s really hot and yesterday ash was falling from the sky and covering everything. The sun was such a nasty shade of red. It really reminded me of being near a volcano. Much better today but still smoky.

    Great photos. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  10. Just honkin’ wonderful photos and poem! ๐Ÿ™‚ We’ve been hearing the geese every evening for the last week or so now. The late evenings and early mornings are definitely feeling like fall is starting to set in.

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  11. You do have a bit of smoke there, Anneli. I love the way the geese signal the change of seasons. And they are a noisy bunch. Your poem is wonderful and definitely gave me a big smile.


  12. Love the photos and poem, but not that summer is ending! It’s only August!

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  13. The geese do herald the end of summer. I’m not ready for that! But have to admit, the plants (especially big trees) are suffering and we need the rain. I try to love all of the seasons, given that the choice is not mine to make!

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