“Something told the wild geese
It was time to go,
Though the fields lay golden
Something whispered, “snow.” – Rachel Field
Something tells the geese to converge on the driving range next to the church…every Spring and every Fall. Ever day I see large flocks of geese gathered in fields or flying in formation. I had to stand in the blowing snow and wait (not so patiently) to capture these three coming in for a landing.
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