Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Alarm clock

Difficult to see, but the geese are there
I woke up before the alarm this morning. I didn't know why; usually if I wake up that early it's a car alarm or some other street noise, but the street was quiet. I rolled toward the open window and listened. Then I heard it again, and got out of bed. There they were. A straggling line of geese, barely visible against the sky.  Heading vaguely north, they honked more insistently than any car alarm.

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 clich├ęd, 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.

3 comments:

Catherine said...

My husband goes into rhapsodies over honking geese, too. For me spring is the blooming forsythia bushes.

Anonymous said...

I'm near Winnipeg. Five geese were on my yard when I came home mid-afternoon Sunday. I opened my car door and heard the honking... and there they were! I'd missed seeing them when I drove up!

Spring indeed!

Brenda

Summer Flies said...

That is such a nice little tale. As we don't really have any real indications of change of seasons, it's nice to hear about it.