Canadian geese sightings are pretty common around here. My husband, an avid hunter, gets calls even before the start of hunting season from local golf courses, farmers and the like, requesting that he and his faithful bird dog, Gabby, hunt their land in an attempt to curb the ever increasing population and the mess they leave behind. Nearly every morning and evening a pair or so will fly over the house, taunting Tim and Gabby with their loud honking, as if to say, "Hunting season has ended and you can't get us."
But this group was different. This time they were not just your every day Canadians dropping by. The field was filled with white Snow Geese as well. It took my breath away to see them so close, having only seen them on T.V. documentaries and in magazine photographs. These beauties were magnificent. As we watched, more and more came swirling in, circling the field for just the right spot to land. You could see the black tips of their wings as they would gracefully glide down to the earth.
I hurried back inside to grab my camera, knowing they would not let me get close enough for a really good photo. But I had to try to capture the vision they created. Wishing I were a better photographer, I snapped a few shots and even took a short video. But mostly, I just watched in amazement.
I loved reading your post today. Made me feel as if I were there. I love simple moments of country life. I would love to awaken every morning surrounded by farm land. :o)
ReplyDeleteYou should be here in the summer when the crop dusting bi-plane zooms over the house at 6:30 a.m. He swoops down over the fields so fast, then turns around and swipes it again and again. The engine is so loud, it sounds like it's coming right through your bedroom window. It's startling at first, but it always makes us laugh!
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