It was as if in the early hours of the morning the sun had cajoled the trees with its exhortations, “You can do it! You can do it!” And the leaves had whispered to the branches, “Leaf out! Leaf out!” And the branches had called to its roots, “Push! Push! Push! and suddenly, spring burst out in glorious, splendorous, luscious greenery.
Beau and I walked along the river in the early morning light savouring the sounds and sights, occassionally, he stepped to the water’s edge and grabbed a sip of cool mountain water and continued to run along the trail.
And then….
He spied a lone Canada Goose floating in the middle of the river.
With a leap and a bound, Beau splashed into the water and started madly paddling towards the goose.
The goose started madly honking and swimming in circles, flapping her wings as if to say, “Go Away!”
Which I think is exactly what I think she was saying!
Beau started paddling faster and trying to bark as he went and I stood on the banks calling at him to ‘Come back here!’
Beau finally heeded my calls and turned back towards shore.
The goose never quit honking, but she did quit flapping her wings when Beau turned around and came back to shore.
And thus ended the peace and tranquility of the morning.
And Beau’s only comment was…. “I think she was the goose on the deck! If she can invade my peace and my home, why can’t I disturb hers?”
What a dawg!
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Oh… and here’s what the trees looked like…
Dare Boldly 
I can’t believe that goose has the nerve to hang out on your balcony like that… hope she/he doesn’t leave a mess….
Can’t say I blame Beaumont… yanno, when you are a wild beast at heart… 😉
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I know! Cheeky don’t ya think? 🙂
Beau’s with you. He’s a wild one! 🙂 ❤
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Very cheeky!
Of course he is 🙂
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🙂 ❤
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Oh, Beau .. peace not war … an exschange of somme spring flowers would be a good start … throwing bricks at each other only brings pain, with no gain.. !!
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Tee hee! Beau says he wasn’t throwing bricks. Honest! Just trying to have a…. conversation! That’s it! A conversation. Except she was all huffy and puffy and Louise was all, “You get back here. Now”ing and in all that confusion, I started swimming back towards shore before I got to give her a piece of my mind. I mean, ask her what she was doing…. 🙂
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We need more peace in the world Beau 😄🌏
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Ok. Ok. I hear you!
And my mom agrees! ❤
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Oh .. it’s the war in the Middle East .. has upset me .. 😌🌏🪴
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I understand my friend — it’s weird. that phrase “The war in the Middle East” feels so familiar and so uncomfortable and alarming. I remember when it was a headline years ago. I had hoped it would not return. And here we are. Walking with you. ❤
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Yes .. we are walking in circles … the same war horses on the same courses .. hmmm … yep … there’ll be a poem in the morning 😌🌏
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So sad.
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A few words already
Horses for Courses”
“there is something about the freedom of horses beyond green pastures and steeple courses
there is something about the purity of life’s sources from the snowy mountains down the river courses
there is something about the madness of wartime choices beyond bloodstained lands of the killing forces
there is something about death’s silent voices riding in wooden coffins down the hearses brief courses” — by Ivor Steven
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Of Ivor. You touch my heart deeply with your words.
Thank you. ❤
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