The proud & protective papa keeps guard while mother & goslings sup. (You can just make out the head of a wee one peeping out of the grass behind the guard goose; mama on far right.)
Of course, my approach was the signal for them all to run away. Sauvez-vous! (I like the little guy at the end of the line, still taking a moment for another quick beakful)
And away they sailed for an early evening swim. Rather like going out for a ride after supper, I think. Honk-honk!
I came across this gorgeous video on the internet this morning and think it goes well with today's blog. I love the underlying rhythmic sound of the beating wings. I hope you have a few minutes to watch and listen.