Quandry : A state of perplexity or uncertainty over what to do.
Here's the deal. I find myself on the path of the Canada Geese. On August the 23rd I published, what I was certain to be a one time Post, about seeing Canada Geese here in Anchorage on the lawns of The Loussac Library.
Then the "calling" to publish a second Post on August the 25th resulted in my doing so. Thus I had created a two part series of Posts about the Canada Geese.
Then yesterday, on August the 26th, our Guest Contributor Michael added Part 3 to the mini-saga.
My Quandry : Oh My, Oh My! I either continue down this path and be finished with it or know that I will be sorry if I do not finish it.
So here I go with Part 4 of what I really believe will be the final part of this particular Cry Of The Wild Goose series of Posts.
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Do you all remember Frankie Laine? If you do, then I am relatively certain that you remember his song, released in early 1950, The Cry Of The Wild Goose.
Because of Parts 1 through 3 and Canada Geese, Frankie Laine's great hit song has been ruminating in my mind.
THE CRY OF THE WILD GOOSE
My heart knows what the wild goose knows,
I must go where the wild goose goes.
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' foot or a heart at rest?
Tonight I heard the wild goose cry,
Wingin' north in the lonely sky.
Tried to sleep, it weren't no use,
'Cause I am a brother to the old wild goose!
Woman was kind and true to me.
She thinks she loves me, the more fool she.
She's got a love that ain't no use,
To love a brother of the old wild goose.
The cabin is warm and the snow is deep,
I got a woman who lies asleep.
She'll wake at tomorrow's dawn,
She'll find, poor critter, that her man is gone.
(Oh, you wild goose.)
My heart knows what the wild goose knows,
I must go where the wild goose goes.
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' foot or a heart at rest?
Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly away.
Spring is comin' and the ice will break,
I can't linger for a woman's sake.
She'll see a shadow pass overhead.
She'll find my feathers beside my bed.
Wild goose, brother goose, which is best?
A wanderin' foot or a heart at rest?
Written by : Terry Gilkyson
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We have now arrived at the reason for this Part 4 of 4.
I have been visiting the Jack Miner Bird Sanctuary located in Kingsville, Ontario, Canada, since the 1940's. If, when discussing Canada Geese, I don't at least mention Jack Miner's name, I am doing a disservice to you my followers.
On November 1, 2014, on dotnet, I published a Post about Jack Miner's. So if you are interested, and choose to do so, by clicking onto the below link, you will see what Jack Miner's Bird Sanctuary is about.
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And That Is That for Canada Geese Says Baba Kaps!
Big Smiles .. Cap and Patti