The Goose from Rochester
by Barbara Gurry/rowell
While reviewing my drawings recently I came across a goose I met last summer, while visiting Rochester, New York. With winter subsiding I wondered where was my friend the goose? Did he stay in the north to brave the cold or did he migrate to a sunny tropical shore? Was he looking forward to the warm spring rains, the vibrant buds on the trees and the tall yellow grass to stroll thru? I wondered was he just like me waiting to bloom in the springtime?