Every other spring for 20 years its been the same. A mating pair of Geese try to raise their chicks on our wetlands. Then the countdown begins. First 8 chicks, then 6 then 3 and then the Geese are gone within a few weeks. This year is different. All 8 are still with us. They are almost ready to ascend now. What luck made this group make it where everyone one else failed?