|Difficult to see, but the geese are there|
I couldn't go back to sleep after that. The sound of geese is right up there with my other favorite noises: train whistles (preferably at night), seagulls, and church bells. I know, it's a little clichéd, but there you have it.
I went downstairs, got the table out of the cellar and put it back on the porch. By the time Mario was up, the coffee was done and I was sitting on the porch with a mug. It's spring. The porch is back.
An extra gift: less than an hour later, another flock went over, this time a perfect V.