You don't see that very often. If they're not in actual gaggles, they are usually at least in pairs.
But when I returned on the next day, he or she (gander or goose) was still there. Alone. Which made me feel a little sad. But I'm a bit of a sentimental slob.
They are very wary creatures, and even though I wasn't all that close, he still began to paddle off.
I went back a few days later, but it was a foul day: too foul for fowl. Nary a bird either. Has it found a flock or a partner, I wonder.
|It was awful out. Very windy. Brutal. Then the weather got worse.|
(as previously posted)