Last weekend we brought some hot dog buns down to Ann Morrison Park to feed the ducks, ducks... one of my favorite activities from my childhood. Twenty-something years ago my Dad would bring us down to the same pond and we would feed stale pieces of bread to a bunch of ducks. There would always be a goose or two in the mix and I remember being terrified of them! In my eyes they were just big bread hogging bullies and they hiss. Seriously, hiss! Not much has changed except that now it is a friggin' goose pond with one or two brave ducks holding strong.
|Charlotte was super brave! The geese were like as big as her.|
|Sweet little goslings that my sweet little husband made sure got plenty of hot dog bun.|
|His bun-throwing skills are a pretty big deal : )|
|Being immobile didn't stop Hazel from participating ; ) |
Some things never change.
#1.I still love going to this pond and feeding the *geese*
#2. Geese freak me the freak out!