Snow Geese at Sunset
The snow geese arrived in Lancaster today!
Around a hundred thousand of them appear en mass around this time every year. They cluster in corn fields during the day and refuge in a local nature preserve at night, passing a few days here before continuing their migration northward.
I was driving home when I spotted a huge flock circling over a small retention pond. Like a sudden blizzard their bodies blocked out the setting sun. I parked my car in a bank parking lot and took off across an empty field, muddying my shoes so I could see them up close.
It's hard to make out their individual forms in the twilight, but their calls echoed across the landscape loud as gunfire. They must have a lot to say to each other after such a long journey.
When I got home the boys had already eaten dinner. The toddler occupied himself with Play-Doh and the baby crawled around my feet while I wrote at the kitchen table.
As I took the baby upstairs to the nursery for bed, he waved goodnight to his brother and seemed to get stuck in the motion. He grabbed his waving arm with his other hand and then flapped both his arms up and down, up and down, like a little bird playing at flight.
Maybe a bit of my joy had rubbed off on him. Or maybe we're all just getting into the snow goose spirit.