There’s no stop these days to sights of geese flying south. I continue to see flocks heading out in the morning, but today’s numbers baffled the mind. Where are all these birds coming from? Who would have thoughts there were so many Canada geese living north of here.
Some appear to be flying in V-like formations but most seem to be in strands that look like ribbons of smoke at a distance.
Wherever they are headed, in such large numbers they are bound to have an effect on the locations where they rest for the night. How do so many large birds find food in one spot? Seeing so many this morning, I could only stand in awe of their numbers and wonder.
As numerous as they are, their existence, like everything else on the planet, is fragile. In the 1500s, Canadian explorer Jacques Cartier noted that the flocks of passenger pigeons he saw flying overhead blackened the sky. They’re now extinct.
There is symbolic as well as actual beauty in the migration of the birds… There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after the winter.
~ Rachel Carson