In the spring a pair of geese started hanging around in our pasture. Weeks later three fluffy goslings appeared with them. The family spent most of the time together on the pond, at least twice daily making their way through the cattails, over the bank, and down the hill to graze their way through the pasture grasses. One of the parents is the sentry while the other feeds with the babies, then they trade. Now the babies are juveniles, approaching the size of their parents and beginning to fly rather than walk to and from the pond—but they still peep like babies.