I saw two Canada geese sitting on the little spit of (erosional) sand next to the row boats, and - "loving" the geese like I do - I was about to shoo them off the sand when I saw a little head poking up behind the roosting goose: there were at least two little goslings.
Okay, you geese, I'll let you stay for now. Just don't come up on the lawn and leave your massive white droppings everywhere.
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