Then, as we watched, a seventh goose arrived, with no mate.
The seventh goose seemed not to be welcomed by the others, but I missed getting a picture of one of the six honking and snapping and trying to drive the seventh goose away. In the picture above the seventh goose is swimming far away from the others.
One has to wonder if it may already be too late to try to drive the geese away from the pond.
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