When I finally discover my goose pond and your garden from above after one of my great and extremely picturesque trips, I'm always very moved. Now it's not moved, now it's flown. So then, everyone get back on the traveling branch and hold on tight. But, Schorsch! What is it now again? You can go to the brown bear hedge in the bushes. I finally want to go home! I just wanted to say, this time I'll keep my eyes open. And off we go! And I'm going to pack my things and get on my way home. The sun is already quite low. But wait! I mustn't forget my swimming ring. It's still floating on the water. Got it already! Oh, there swims Blubberlubber with his swarm. The fish are pushing each other very closely. And they're gone already. Maybe I scared them. It's good that fish can also talk to each other. There's always a lot to talk about. My grandmother always used to say, shared joy is double joy. I'll have to call my granddaughter Millie later and tell her about my experiences at the goose pond. Maybe she'll accompany me here next time and we'll watch the fish together.