I had an appointment at the VA Hospital in Loma Linda this morning. The grounds are dotted with several lake-ettes or ponds in a grassy, hilly area. The sky was crystal clear...rare for here...and blue, the temperature about 65 degrees, and altogether a very pleasant day.
As I walked from the parking lot I saw the usual contingent of swans, ducks, and geese in the ponds, but as I crossed the footbridge, eight of the Canadian geese started honking their brains out, stood up and charged down the hill toward the nearest pond. (BTW, geese run funny.) Thirty or so feet from the water they took to the air, still honking for all they were worth, formed a V with one on point, six down each side and the eighth pulling drag. They circled right, still in perfect formation, and turned south, then swung back east, and out of sight beyond some trees. The formation was nearly perfect and they never got more that a couple of dozen feet in the air. They never stopped honking.
The traffic getting there and the concern about the tests I was to get suddenly just didn't make much difference any longer.