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Sunday, February 21, 2010
Crackling high in the sky
Enlarge to see a flock of several hundred large geese headed north yesterday. Taken off my front porch. I'm not sure how far away they are. Maybe a thousand feet, more or less. It was almost completely quiet here. The sun felt nice, high in the low 60's. The sky was clear. Best kind of lazy Saturday you're going to get in February. I could hear just a few of the geese, probably the leaders, calling as they flew. It sounded like a strange, wooden percussion crackling in the air.