Goosey goosey gander, Whither shall I wander? Upstairs and downstairs And in my lady’s chamber. There I met an old man Who wouldn’t say his prayers.
So I took him by his left leg And threw him down the stairs.
The stairs went crack, He nearly broke his back. And all the little ducks went, “Quack, quack, quack”
Are You Good, or Are You Bad?
You can goose someone, go on a wild goose chase, get goose bumps, or call someone a silly goose.
My brain focused on these goose oddities one delightful morning not too long ago when I watched and listened to a flock of geese, flying their V-wedge formation overhead. While such sights and sounds cleanse my soul of the world’s chaos, it can just as easily send questions pulsing through my brain.
It’s always been such, but these days more of those questions get answered by the magic of the internet.
I didn’t have time to search that particular morning, but I added the word “goose” to my lengthy list of blog ideas. I came across it again this morning when I was wondering what to post. My 15 minutes of scanning the internet turned up the “Goosey, Goosey Gander” nursery rhyme — which makes you wonder at the cruelty of nursery rhymes.
More interesting were the goose proverbs I found, like “What is good for the goose is good for the gander,” from America; “ A wild goose never reared a tame gosling,” from Ireland; and “When the goose honk high, fair weather; when the goose honk low, foul weather,” from who knows where.
But my favorite quote, most certainly because I am a writer, was Tom Robbins’ quote: “When I sit down to write, I just let the goose out of the bottle.” – Tom Robbins
So what does the word goose bring to your mind?
Bean’s Pat: Time Travel Portal http://tinyurl.com/kpb9jkq I once came across my own time travel portal. It was at the Garr Ranch on Antelope Island in Utah. I stepped out a stable door into an orchard that seemed to have nothing to do with the rest of the desert, Great Salt Lake landscape. It was magical.