A bruised reed He will not break, and smoking flax He will not quench…
A Flock of Geesen
Yes, I know my title is grammatically incorrect. It should be a covey of goose, no, a flock of goosen. OK, I’m only joking. Heidi and I call the geese we see a flock of geesen in honor of Brian Regan’s skit, stupid in school. You can listen here.
I’m not really a birder, one who takes pictures of birds, but couldn’t resist when these geese made their way from one pond to another. The male kept a close eye on me as I approached. Not making any sudden motions, I was able to get close enough for the photos. I was elated.