The comedian, Rodney Dangerfield, often said, “I don’t get no respect!” I suppose the same could be said of Canadian Geese. More often than not, folks would like to see these critters shooed away. I have to say, I admire them.
When I see a flock of them on green, grassy expanses, I wonder to myself, “What could they possibly find of nutritional value within a suburban lawn?” These ubiquitous birds seem to fare well, thank you, regardless of the sparse offerings provided by our unnatural landscape. So, what is it that nourishes their large hulk — and furthermore, how do they manage to get it off of the ground and circle in that lovely “V” formation?
The birds in the photo, I submit, fare much better in Princeton’s Carnegie Lake. Perhaps the local fish population supplements their diet. A bird specialist would know for sure. Nevertheless, I admire creatures that manage to survive despite our best efforts to make their life miserable.