Goose Stories: Thirteen

 

The last time I see them at their usual spot it is at night:

 

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Then, shortly after the New Year I don’t find them there.  There’s a large flock of still migrating geese, coming or going, and they aren’t among them, or on the edges of the flock since they usually keep to themselves.

I complete the path and find them at the end — or the beginning — near a tree.  They eat the food and graze on the last green grass.

 

 

Analdas stands proud for a portrait.

 

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