God grant me the Serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the Courage to change the things I can, and the Wisdom to know the difference. ~Reinhold Niebuhr
A little search tells me this is likely a Canadian Goose egg. Messing with it illegal. And, without parents to teach it migration routes, a gosling stands no chance of survival.
In every walk with nature one receives far more than he seeks. ~John Muir
Good morning LoveLetterist! And Muses and Henny of course. Here’s an odd possibility for the goose egg: the ones I’ve observed near our home don’t begin the hatching (sitting atop the eggs) until all eggs have been laid. Second, their nests are barely nests! A crude accumulation of dried organic material placed directly on the ground. If that applies to your picture of the egg, there could be more eggs on a subsequent walk. The vulnerability of both eggs and parents to raccoons, foxes, coyotes and the like can’t be overstated. But as a species they survive. John Muir could hardly have made his observation one whisker clearer.
A note from LoveLetterist:
4th Muses -- Where do you trust your wings to carry you?
Good morning LoveLetterist! And Muses and Henny of course. Here’s an odd possibility for the goose egg: the ones I’ve observed near our home don’t begin the hatching (sitting atop the eggs) until all eggs have been laid. Second, their nests are barely nests! A crude accumulation of dried organic material placed directly on the ground. If that applies to your picture of the egg, there could be more eggs on a subsequent walk. The vulnerability of both eggs and parents to raccoons, foxes, coyotes and the like can’t be overstated. But as a species they survive. John Muir could hardly have made his observation one whisker clearer.
Happy day. Happy week end. 😊