Tonight as I left work I heard a lone goose in the night sky above. She was was calling to the darkness and seemed to stay forever close. Two or three more voices joined her after what seemed a long solo moment. They spoke together, their words long and melancholy. As I stood and looked up, I knew what they meant. I knew they longed to be where the corn grows tall and the sun warms the ponds and sleepy Hallows.

Nature is always so honest, so true!