Back at Stillwater again, where I snapped a couple of hurried pictures as we drove by not really expecting them to work.
We would have stopped, but the car suddenly indicated low air pressure on one of our tires so we became pre-occupied with that.
While I had nerves ablated, Grant took the car to a fix-it place where they found a screw embedded in the tire.
With the tire temporarily inflated we were confident to stop by the river on the return journey to enjoy the comings and goings of geese.
Oh yes, I got carried away.
When I viewed the images…a surprise!
A Snow goose?
Back on the other side, astonishing reflections.
We weren’t even halfway home…
12 thoughts on “That river again”
Thank you, Carolyn, for wonderful photos!
Oh, the geese pictures are fabulous!
I don’t think it’s a snow goose. They don’t have white so far down their necks. Maybe it has leucism, a form of albinism?
It would make more sense, but I found a couple of snow geese pictures that were similar. I didn’t look further because I kept finding pictures of hunters with their trophies. Grrr.
Those should be hung by their testicles and displayed for all to see! (what we do with the female hunters I haven’t quite worked out!)
I think my reply to this may well be in your spam folder!
No I got it and I so agree!
Great reflection photos. I liked the poem, and can identify with it. When everything seems to be getting me down, watching a Heron on the riverbank, or Dragonflies over the water, puts life into perspective.
Best wishes, Pete.
Look at that beautiful reflections in the water – wow! And your geese photos are lovely – I suppose they will leave when it’s winter (or maybe not the ‘snow goose’ 😉).
Many fly south but there are always some that remain.
Nature is beautiful <3