As is her habit, my darling bride dragged me out of bed at zero dark thirty and made me drive her to work. It wasn’t quite as bad as usual because today’s shift was pushed back and hour.
We have been keeping an eye on this lone goose. It apparently suffered damage to it’s left wing some time back. Even though it is no longer holding that wing at an unnatural angle this bird remains on the ground when the rest of the flock takes to the air each morning. We’re keeping our fingers crossed that it isn’t left behind when the migration begins.