A small flock of geese hurrying south.
I’ve seen more flocks in this arrangement, with one long arm and just one or two geese on the short side. I can’t remember if I’ve seen this many before.
Seeing gees flying in a “V” got me thinking about the things we learn that are dependably the same, every year, every day, every time. Usually these things occur in nature, with all its infinite variety, still the geese fly south in a “V” shape, and the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
“Across the purple sky, all the birds are leaving
But how can they know it’s time for them to go?”
“Who Knows Where the Time Goes?”, Sandy Denny