conversation with geese, part 2
A goose is on the nest by the picnic area again. I walk towards my usual table, coming around from the back side rather than walking right by the nest.
As I start to sit down, a Swoosh sound as the other goose comes flying out of nowhere at me. (Whoa, I haven't had one do that before.) It lands a few feet away and hisses.
Me: What? I can't sit here?
Goose: HISS! HISSSSSS!!!!
Me: Really? You're not going to let me sit here?
Goose: HISSSS!!
Me: Oh, okay. ::grumble:: I'll go sit somewhere else then. You scared me away.
I walk to one of the other tables further away.
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A tree branch hangs over the walkway. Sometimes I have to duck to avoid it smacking into my face. But I always enjoy watching its leaf buds as they develop.
As I start to sit down, a Swoosh sound as the other goose comes flying out of nowhere at me. (Whoa, I haven't had one do that before.) It lands a few feet away and hisses.
Me: What? I can't sit here?
Goose: HISS! HISSSSSS!!!!
Me: Really? You're not going to let me sit here?
Goose: HISSSS!!
Me: Oh, okay. ::grumble:: I'll go sit somewhere else then. You scared me away.
I walk to one of the other tables further away.
..
A tree branch hangs over the walkway. Sometimes I have to duck to avoid it smacking into my face. But I always enjoy watching its leaf buds as they develop.