I haven't gone down to the creek lately because of the rainy weather, so earlier today I decided to check in on George and Martha, the Canada Goose couple that I've been feeding.
George saw me at once and began honking like crazy, presumably to alert Martha. But Martha didn't respond, so he swam over to the bank, where I gave him some bread.
Martha's nest seemed to be empty, so I walked around to the other side to get a closer look. It appeared that the eggs had been hatched, and there was no sign of Martha or the goslings.
I thought it was possible that Martha and the goslings had strayed a bit out of range, although that seems unlikely.
Anyway, I went down again just a few minutes ago. George still seemed to be by himself, but there were three other pairs of adults swimming around. One pair of the adults had four young 'uns with them.
We've had some rough weather lately, and a lot of tree branches have been broken off by the winds. And of course, there are foxes in these woods. I'm beginning to think that George may have lost his family.
