Willow's Flock currently has twenty-five members. Some of which I had already mentioned in goose entries but I figured it would be too much to make entires for each individual goose. I have a few of the original flock left and one of two gray Chinese. And I later on added five White Chinese geese to my flock.
As usual Juniper was being bossed around. This time she was in a ring of rocks which inside the ring contained four trees and plenty of crispy, brown leaves covered the ground. She had made her way through the multitude of crispy leaves to drink out a blue water barrel when another goose who had already been in the ring chased her off quite viciously.
One goose named Elm saw this scene and felt sorry for the little goose who had been viciously chased. She decided she would go talk to the little goose. She started the conversation by saying to the little goose, "I am sorry about how that goose treated you. You have that happen to you a lot, I see. I would be happy to keep you company and fend off whoever I can." The little goose was surprised at being spoken to so nicely. "Well, that would be nice. You remind me of a friend of mine - Sugar Maple," said Juniper. "Oh. I am her daughter and happen to have striking resemblance in looks and voice," replied Elm. "In that case I would definitely want you to hang out with me. I would not want to refuse such an opportunity," said the little goose.
And from that day on, the two became good friends. Elm could not always fend off geese but with her help Juniper became a much more accepted goose in the flock.
The sun had risen quite high into the sky. It was about noon. The sky was blue with a few fluffy white clouds dotting its blueness. A decent portion of Willow's Flock was gathered around a white-flowered Crape myrtle. Despite it not being very big it had bloomed prolifically that year. This group consisted of three ganders: European Rowan, Ohio Buckeye, and Boxelder Maple. The majority of geese present around the young tree, however, were ladies. All five of the white geese were present. There was Japanese Zelkova, Hawaiian Hibiscus, Brazilian Rosewood, Nutmeg Hickory, and Green Ash.
Most of the ladies were still undecided about which gander they wanted to be with. The youngest of the ladies liked Boxelder Maple because of his lean, tall self and dark stripe running down from his head along the back of his neck. Some liked European Rowan because of his decent size and knob. And his voice and proud personality. But even more admired Ohio Buckeye because of his gentleness. Though he was big he was rather low in the gander's pecking order because he was gentle and shy and never wanted to pick a fight with another gander.
Because of this he had won some of the white geese to his side and Green Ash. Rowan often chased Buckeye in order to defend his ladies but eventually this would turn out to be a bad decision.
My last update on the white geese was when they were still fluffy little creamy yellow goslings with gray eyes. I had mentioned that I was not sure if they would have blue eyes or not. They do indeed have blue eyes. There is no uncertainty about that. I think it is especially amazing because it is not like the usual blue for animal coloring where it is a sort of gray that gives off a bluish appearance. This is a blue that is very obviously blue. White geese are lovely birds. They seem to be more into digging unfortunately and checking out plants to see if they like anything else. So more plant destruction. More destruction to the nice floor in the goose house... and more destruction in all the other buildings and the frontyard.. and also to little trees in the frontyard. But, at least, they are pretty. Their beaks are orange and their feathers are well, white.
My favorite is still Pompeia. But she along with most of the other white geese except for Biscuit have been re-named. As I had mentioned previously I was thinking of giving Biscuit to someone but I think I will be keeping her. Pompeia was re-named to Southern Magnolia. She is a beautiful goose. What I really like about her is she seems simple. She just looks like a goose. Which is what makes her so pretty to me. Blue Jacaranda who was previously Buttercream seems to be quite the troublemaker but since they are all troublemakers I cannot place what rank of troublemaker she is. Then there is American Snowbell who I think was Vanilla. She is the second prettiest of the white geese. She seems to be a little shier than the others but Biscuit still takes the place as the shiest. But Biscuit still is not all that shy because she will still come to me for food and eat out of my hand. Last of all, there is Chickasaw Plum who I think was Whipped Cream. I like all the white geese. They all look nice.
It will be fun when they finally start laying so that I can hatch fun colors from them. And I think they will lay quite well giving me a bunch of goslings. They hang out with three young ladies: Japanese Zelkova, Brazilian Rosewood, and Hawaiian Hibiscus. They also hang out with European Rowan, Ohio Buckeye, and Boxelder Maple which therefore means they sort of hang out with the ladies of that bunch - Green Ash and Nutmeg Hickory. They are a formidable force of loud, always wanting food, troublemakers.
my name is Emily
I have twenty-eight geese. I hatch a bunch of goslings because I want a lot of people to have geese. I do not see them everywhere but I want to! The goslings are the sweetest baby birds I know! The adult males are proud and can be cranky but have their sweet moments while the females are shy and sweet all at the same time.