A gaggle of watchful honkers, err, I mean Grey Goose, observe me carefully and noisily as Lucky and I pass the…

A gaggle of watchful honkers, err, I mean Grey Goose, observe me carefully and noisily as Lucky and I pass the field. It seems they are gathering before the travel southwards, which sadly means that we are already nearing the relative end of summer.

4 thoughts on “A gaggle of watchful honkers, err, I mean Grey Goose, observe me carefully and noisily as Lucky and I pass the…


  1. I been waiting for a bad winter for 4 years. The berry bushes grow thicker and thicker, sooner or later the Birds will need them.


    It is the way of nature. So many Blackberries I’m eating now :0D

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