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Here, the geese talk all night, along the shore- roosting on the edges of the cattle field- just across the road, where my garden ends. Their constant chatter is a welcome cacophony a friendly talk amongst themselves- no doubt its all important to the flock- and I never knew until recent, geese mate for life which is quite something, no divorce,- no breaking up, no broken hearts, maybe all that sharing conversation is in fact song a celebration of all their love. .
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 7:30 PM UTC
mate for life
Here, the geese talk all night, along the shore- roosting on the edges of the cattle field- just across the road, where my garden ends. Their constant chatter is a welcome cacophony a friendly talk amongst themselves- no doubt its all important to the flock- and I never knew until recent, geese mate for life which is quite something, no divorce,- no breaking up, no broken hearts, maybe all that sharing conversation is in fact song a celebration of all their love. .
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Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 7:30 PM UTC
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