The Blue Snow goose is rare in these here parts the boy tells me. Thinks he was brought over here cause of the early cold wind from Colorado, maybe. The hunter shot him down south of Atlanta in some Georgia pines near a swamp. Birds were probably lookin for some water he says. He will have him stuffed and hung on a plaque above his new baby boy’s crib. “Commemoratin’ his birth and all”. He showed me a picture of the bird dangling from his hand and limp as any umbilical cord on the afterbirth. He was a magnificent bird.