Gifts of Grace

By grace

Armada!

After sunset, actually after bedtime, a sudden presence emerged from the gloaming.

Canada geese.  A whole flock.  I’ve never seen, or heard, them here before.
A big flotilla racing towards shore where the freshwater burn meets the sea.
What a presence.

I raced down the garden, too dark to see the camera settings.
A magnificent visitation.

Extra 1:   preening and feeding and stretching for maybe fifteen minutes
Extra 2:   forming an orderly line at the water’s edge
Extra 3:   sudden alert, marching full of intent eastwards along the shore.
Extra 4:   taking off as one, circling low over the rooftops then FAST out across the river
Extra 5:   finally disappearing in a long honking skein way out West

Wow!  What a gift. What perfect synchronisation.

Could almost have been a dream, so unexpected and so soon over.

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