Angry Geese

This was no organized gaggle of geese flying in orderly V formation to any predetermined destination. This was a gnat-like swarm of darting, writhing, honking huge birds swirling over the parking lot making enough noise to wake the dead. I could not figure out what they were so riled up about. There weren't any injured birds that I could see, no sound of gunshots (I should hope not in the middle of town), no kids pelting anyone with stones.





I stood there a few minutes watching them, assuming they would eventually calm down and go about their business. How long they had been there I don't know (my office doesn't have an outside window). But after fifteen or twenty minutes, I gave up, swept the accumulation of snow from my car, climbed in and drove home.





Maybe they feel cheated. After several days of forty and fifty degree sunny weather, the day's snow and wind seemed unfair. Maybe they thought winter was over and began their northward journey too early, and they resent being exposed to such weather. Whatever the reason, when I drove past campus later, they were gone. Hopefully they went back to where the days are balmy and comfortable. Perhaps I should go with.