Still, being on a bus that stops because a gaggle of geese are crossing the street, well, that's just charming. Doesn't matter that they're delaying you even further. Nor does it matter that they tend to be a little on the hostile side. It just speaks to the part of the soul that needs poetry.
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I'm sorry to hear about the public transportation hassles that cause such aggravation. You'd think if they really do want people to drive less they'd be increasing bus service.
Ah yes, geese crossing the road can be a sweet sight. It's funny you should mention them because just today we saw the first of the goose migration practice fights. The odd thing is that they never actually migrate anywhere these days, instead they go from one park to another. I remember when I was young and when you were young that a sure sign of autumn was seeing and hearing hundreds of geese in v-formations heading south.
They don't really get things like cause and effect. Unless it's a matter of deliberate incompetence, and that can't be the answer every time.
It puts life in a different rhythm for a while. Yeah, I remember seeing the flying V made out of geese when I was a kid. (Not to be mistaken for Eddie Van Halen's Flying V guitar.) That's not something you see very often anymore. They're still moving around and seeing the world, but on a smaller scale.
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