“All that stays is dying, and all that lives is getting out…” Joni Mitchell
I wish I could wax poetic about capturing these geese on their journey south. They did eventually depart, but…
Today, in this particular photo, they were only scattering when they saw me and my camera. By sunset, they seem to have circled back to the gradually freezing pond, 100+ strong.
To paraphrase what Joni wrote, they’ve got the urge for going and they’ve got the wings to go, BUT…
They’ve got the urge for eating too. Seems to have won.
