It’s late fall, and in New Albany that means dealing with the annual migration of the reviled Canadian geese.
We’ve had gaggles of geese moving through New Albany for weeks now. You hear them before you see them. The brassy honking draws your attention, and then you see the familiar V-shaped flying wedge in the sky. The geese follow the leader to the pond on number 5 North, where they inevitably tussle with the swan. Geese and swans don’t get along, and when the geese land they stick to grassy areas and enter the pond only when the swan is at the opposite end.
Does any other creature have such a huge chasm between appearance and actuality? Canadian geese are noble looking, with their black necks and white-slashed heads — but in person they are loud, annoying poop machines who leave the ground coated with disgusting droppings. It’s always a relief when the last gang heads south for the winter.