The Geese pass over our house in mid January. Writing the change in climate on the sky.
Two decades ago the Geese visited us in late fall, as a forecast of the comming Winter, and again in early spring, telling the story of light, spring and summer.
This has changed.
The Geese come from the North in the fall, stay during the winter month, and leave again in the spring, flying north bringing the news of the comming spring to the Polar moorlands.
Observing the passage of the Geese has always given me a feeling of joy now it is mixed with worry.