It took a long time for Spring to finally come around this year - and I have a feeling we'll slide right into summer, without much of a transitional period, which is too bad. Baloo and I much prefer walking in cooler temperatures.
It means that babies are being born (I saw my first wobble-legged fawn last week) and hatched. Young goslings are taking to the water under the watchful eye of their parents. It's always fun to watch their ungainly antics as they waddle to the edge and flop into the water.
It's also easy to see how goose-neck lamps got their name! What flexibility!
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