On a recent safe walk around the blocks of our neighborhood, cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle and I spotted a grounded flock of geese. More often we spot them a few miles down the road on the shores of Onondaga Lake rather than this grassy spot stuck in the midst of three streets.
Alas, as we attempted to get closer, off the flew. I assumed they’d resume a path south. For winter, you know.