I know…they are messy and there are far too many of them and they literally ruin our yard and gardens…and yet…when the babies make their first appearance in the yard by the pond…it is always a most precious and beautiful sight. We swear that these babies are descendants of one single pair of geese that reigned over our pond when we first built our house here. I named the geese Edgar and Jemima…noble names for these lovely creatures. Their first set of babies would run to me and take bread from my hands…we filmed them, we watched over them…we worried about them. It was our first people to geese experience. Even in the fall when the pond fills up with geese…it always seems that there is a pair or two that seem to know us…they venture further into the yard…they try to shoe invader geese away…they appear to look as us fondly. A forged relationship between us that I really do treasure. Welcome to the world, babies!!!