Relax, no Noah here, no forty days and forty nights of God’s wrath. This is about important stuff. Like geese. Little geese. Goslings. The first forty days and forty nights of their young lives.
Yesterday, June 11, was the fortieth day since a brood of three goslings first showed up in this really big world. We’ve tried to watch them with (weather permitting) regularity, always in the company of a long-lens digital camera, always hoping to snag evidence of existence, of growth. The results are admittedly sketchy, lacking in scientific detail. But still, the moments captured are, indeed, both cute and revealing, also definitive evidence of Mark Twain’s thesis that the “descent” of man (e.g. politicians, preachers, Limbaugh, etc.) from the higher animals (geese!) is far from a myth!
Anyway, below is a series of “Progressive” (gosling style) photos taken over that span of forty days. The only verbal descriptions attached (or needed) are the dates and days elapsed from one view to the next. Hopefully, the photos tell the more complete story.
Sadly, sometime between May 29 (day 27) and June 3 (day 32), one of the little critters disappeared and has not been seen since. I assume a predator of one sort or another (dog, fox, coyote, cougar, even human? — all are common in the lake’s vicinity) managed to score a quick supper, maybe breakfast. The two remaining, however, are likely to make the gosling-goose transition within the month. Genuine feathers are already starting to show, the wings are developing, etc. It’s likely their immediate future will be this, from June 23, 2014:
Ok, that’s it. Evidence that even in today’s world, progress in the form of ‘maturing’ and ‘growing up’ remains possible — at least it does “out there.” Humans should maybe pay attention, maybe try it sometime.