Traveling east across the Great Plains today, I encountered multiple flocks of migrant geese, all heading toward their Arctic breeding grounds. Most were greater white-fronted geese though some were snows.
While my journey was planned and tied to several duties over the next two weeks, their migration is purely instinctual. Indeed, their primary rest stops are imprinted as well, though weather conditions often disrupt their schedule.
Always inspired by these hardy travelers, I was honored to cross their path on this bright February afternoon. In their wake, spring will gradually unfold across the Heartland.
