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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.

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