At
midday a flock of Canada Geese flew overhead. We heard them a half minute or so
before seeing them, from the direction of the lower woods northeast of the
house. The stillness of the day was broken only by their strident calls from
high up.
I
counted 22 birds descending in a loose “v,” flying over the top of the spruce
line before making a wide arc around the fields. Once, twice, they circled,
then changed course to land just to the south in the area of the old flats, now
given over to a parking lot and grassy area next to the college.
The
geese will be seen increasingly now, and once the first real killing frosts
arrive they’ll likely take to the fields, less worried about tractors or
farmers to interrupt their autumn grazing.
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