the beau and I had the delightful experience of watching several thousand geese fly in to graze the leftover corn in a field near here that had recently been cut down. they arrived like a tornado of wings, feathers, and feet, the sound of their honking as loud as any windy whirlwind. I couldn’t capture the image of this mini twister, but I did get some good shots as they grazed, starting and resettling several times before the sun went down.
we are still not settled in our own house yet, but we are getting on with things as much as possible.
one of the first things I did was to go to an outdoor market with my sister, which turned into a good opportunity to shoot people.