Backyard has become a landing zone for every goose on the east coast… they are swarming the docks, yards, farmers fields, and perching on the spillway like a bunch of pigeons.
This is the view from my computer desk. Hopefully I can find another one as pretty when we move.
Cool fall day.
The Finger Lakes are a favorite spot of traveling geese. There are times the honking is so loud you can’t have a conversation outside.
I think I was spoiled in Northwest Ohio. It seemed to be the restaurant chain proving ground. Here in Central New York, everything within range is a diner… which isn’t a bad thing. (Wendy’s and McDonald’s are a 45 minute round trip.) Lunch yesterday was in an amazing historic home converted into a restaurant.