Saturday, August 5, 2017
They came in flocks, they came in droves, through the sky, flying high, honking, pooping, flapping wings, what a mess, Oh my! The Geese came today... across the road or from abroad, by mirror lake they flew. Through the groves, over fields, I wonder why--Not a clue. Why do they come when I'm not... Sign in
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