This flock of geese hangs out in the local elementary school baseball/soccer field, most mornings. I wonder if any of the kids in the classrooms that overlook this field stare out the window at them.
Somewhat related, yesterday on our walk to school (well our walk-partway-to-school) I saw this poetry post with my favorite Mary Oliver poem in it.
“You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.”
If I ever write a poem as good as this, all the striving and sorrow in my life will have been an excellent investment.