What inspired me to post this is a small pleasure I have enjoyed for the last thirty-three years since moving to the Lehigh Valley of PA.

We are on the flyway for Snow Geese coming down from Canada. The geese will come down around dawn and fill many acres of the harvested corn fields in the area. They are eating the kernels thrown off as the harvesters load corn into large dump trucks that haul them out of the fields. In addition to kernels being thrown off by the transfer process, additional kernels get jostled out of the trucks.

In the late afternoon, after feeding all day, the geese take to the skies and look for a lake or pond to land in for the night. They form massive V-shaped formations that stretch for miles. Tens of thousands make this transfer from fields to water each day. This goes on for about three weeks until colder weather drives them farther south. Sometimes you can catch these formations set against a great sunset and that is truly awe-inspiring.

I love standing outside and watching as wave after wave of these geese fly over (better they fly over a little off from directly overhead as they can plaster an area with droppings -- my car and driveway have been victim to that on several occasions). You can hear them from a mile away. Sometimes the stream of honkers lasts for ten or fifteen minutes.

Remembering films I've seen of D-day, also makes me think of the waves of bombers the Germans must have seen as the formations flew over in support of the Allied landings at Normandy.