The Goose Gazette

Outside, the trees are golden yellow, with a small carpet of leaves around their roots, preparing themselves for the cold winter coming ahead. Winter's have been getting colder here, and every year there seems to be more snow. I, too, am preparing for winter. I have been continuously barraged with allergies, and the crispy snips at my nose aren't helping. All last week I stayed in my room, hidden in my blankets for warmth. My mother hates it when the temperature is turned up, even two degrees! Thus, I stay in my room, begging my miniature heater to keep at least a part of my life warm. I have seen less birds outside my window. It was nice last month seeing them stop by the birdbath outside my window. They would cutely sit in the water, then suddenly start helicoptering through it like jet skis, a small arch of water pouring out of the bath behind them. I suppose they've all flown south for the winter. In the spring, they'll be back to their roosts, and I will be able to...