"I Spy a Goose"
11x14 marker and ink on paper
Canada geese use the creek behind us as a rest stop during their migration. It is a marvel to see how many can fit on the narrow creek in early March. These days, I hear them flying overhead in ones or twos, rarely as a flock, and seldom do they stop at the creek. But the last two evenings a pair of geese has descended to the creek just as the sun is setting. They preen and splash and have quite a conversation. It is lovely to catch the sparkle of water dripping from outstretched wings and to glimpse their liquid shadows undulating in the silvery pool.
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