Unbearable Compassion
I took this photo yesterday, over in an inlet in East Dover. I say that by means of apologising that I have no photo for my story today. There is a connection, sadly. Here the geese are together with their goslings. This morning I had gone around Betty's Island and ducked into an inlet on the east side and was just pondering the great beauty of the age-old granite and the tenacious trees and the like there, when I saw a tiny gosling no larger than these in the photo, paddling around all by itself. No siblings, no mommy, no daddy in sight. And it registered all in a bang, this little thing is lost and going to die and there is nothing I can do. Then I went through the check list. No, there was no way I could save it. So I just watched it for a few minutes, zigging and zagging erratically, and then quietly motored away past it back out to open sea.
Oh, the poor wee thing.
20 May 2020
Texas Jim
Betty's Island, Nova Scotia
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