There is a small dugout beside the road that I travel each day. It is home to a pair of Canada Geese. I have watched them since they returned this spring.


Most years they create their nest on the far side of the dugout; in the taller reeds away from the road. This year the nest is in the open on the side closest to the road. 

Yesterday, papa appeared to be guarding the perimeter of the water while mama sat patiently on her nest. When those eggs hatch, I'll have a great view of the goslings as long as the local coyotes keep away.