"She knewshe was not Nightingale"
Do you remember
Louisa May Alcott's
ballad "The Lay of the Golden Goose"?
I am reminded of the plucky bird
every time I walk by these two cackling geese,
imagining that one of them must be the one
that "ran to the Atlantic pond
and paddled for her life".
Entirely possible that she landed in Vienna,
after all her story ends on these notes:
"Soon up among the grand old Alps
She found two blessed things:
The health she had so nearly lost,
And rest for weary limbs."
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Photographed
at the Ring end of
Mariahilfer Strasse
6th District
Mariahilf
Image
Copyright by Merisi
I would say he was a rather silly goose arriving in Austria about St. Martin's Day!
ReplyDeleteI don't know that bit of Alcott. But those are some fine big birds!
ReplyDeleteEndless riches: always learning something NEW here!
ReplyDeleteAnd the stories go on and on. Amazing Merisi!
ReplyDeleteAnd the pictures are pretty good too.
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Haha..your story added to your pictures make it all the more interesting.
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