We are often wealking past this house by the river these days...recalling the story of a pair of swans who befriended a lone goose, and apparently the three were usually to be seen together as a threesome along the river... recently we have only seen the white goose, all on its own...a little apart from the gaggle of darker grey geese gathering on the other side of the river, making quite a noisy din together... but then one day we couldnt hear the gaggling geese and noticed they had all gone away: presumably on their annual migration ? ... then, turning the corner at the end of the Quay, we saw that one grey goose had remained... for there it was, happily wandering in the salt - marsh beside the white goose, each following the other's every move...
...and yesterday they had clearly discovered something really tasty to eat down by the edge of the reeds...
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