Watching Maria interact with seven recently hatched goslings in the local park, I was reminded of that scene in Lady Chatterley's Lover when Connie encounters the pheasant chicks:
"Life! Life! Pure, sparky, fearless new life. New life! So tiny, and so utterly without fear!" [1]
Like Connie, M seemed fascinated by the adorable young birds; golden-coloured and bobbing about on the green water, whilst watched over by anxious parents.
I only hope she wasn't feeling the same agony of forlornness felt by the former.
(I didn't notice any tears, so that's a good sign, I suppose.)
Notes
[1] D. H. Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover, ed. Michael Squires, (Cambridge University Press, 1993), p. 114.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sxi6WZ0sFUY
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