Five, Six, Seven, Eight...

...too bad I didn't scramble some for the breakfast plate.

Seriously, if I'd realized we'd get this many goose eggs, I might have considered eating the first four or five, then letting the geese sit the rest.

Oh well, live and learn.


Five goose eggs.


Six goose eggs.


Seven goose eggs.


Eight goose eggs. Really, they're there. They're just covered by hay. The white one on top is the newest.


Dad (Wobbles) - S in the background.


Mom (Speedy).

They haven't shown any interest in sitting the eggs today, so perhaps in two more days we'll have nine.