A Good Kind of Goose
It used to be the only way I ever had the opportunity to see a goose egg was if I hit my head against a feed tank or was picking out a pair of Red Goose shoes while shopping with my Mother. I was also warned by my Grandmother, (the mean one) that if I kept eating so many of her green grapes I would mess like a goose. Of course she used more colorful language that was a bit more traumatizing. Could this be why I tend to prefer flame grapes over green? Add that to visions of long neck geese hissing and chasing kids in the movies or grabbing a cartoon character by the seat of his pants, I just never found a need or desire to introduce myself to any geese as a child. Later on I would have to run into the grocery store to grab a pair of L’eggs for my mom. You must remember those big white eggs that were a cleverly marketed container of panty hose. I can still remember her instructions, knee-highs with a sandal toe. Why I remember this I do not know.
In the awkward teenage years the last thing you wanted was for someone to “goose” you. Not fun. Cooking your goose, what is good for the goose is good for the gander, silly goose, wild goose chase, and goose bumps all have negative associations giving further reason to not regret having a goose around. I can recall goose-neck trailers being something of a good thing though.
Then there are people like Todd who are poultry fanciers looking to collect and breed the rarest and most wonderful foul around. It is a parallel universe of chicken, peafowl, geese and duck lovers. There are hundreds, probably thousands of them around, but rarely noticed. All you have to do is go online to sites like rarebreeds.com to witness hatching eggs going for hundreds of dollars. It gets real serious with these collectors real fast. I will admit I have enjoyed watching his buff color, tufted Toulouse geese forage in the orchard grass or glide across the pond water. I have become quite fond of them and their pastoral image. With the arrival of spring comes nest building and egg setting. I was so taken by them and wanted to share these images. Included is a photo of a nest that is a wonder of nature and a portrait of a very dignified mother guarding her eggs. I hope you enjoy them. Trust me, this way is a lot better than hitting your head on a feed tank!
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