Sadness tinged with excitement

Pink-footed geese against an autumn sky. Picture by David Fyles
Pink-footed geese against an autumn sky. Picture by David Fyles

Late October brings cooler mornings and evenings into our daily conversation alongside the shortening day-length, but few seem to mention the occasional burst of midday sun that sweetens the pill.

On one hand, there is a feeling of loss that so many plants are winding down, on the other there is the anticipation of sparkling newcomers arriving and a chance to play catch-up in the garden.

It’s called seasonal change and Mother Nature is responsible.

One of the great joys in living near the coast is the autumn movement of geese, great skeins of them flying high overhead chattering as they go, the lead changing occasionally like a cycling peleton.

Most years, our gardening activity is punctuated by irregular breaks to gaze skyward in search of the trademark V shape, but this time is different. Hundreds of them, Canada’s I believe, have based themselves near the estuary.

Each day they skim the rooftops in groups of 7 to 70+ while the local children walk to school.

As we don’t wish to miss a single moment of this natural treat, the garden is receiving as much attention as the farmer’s field for which they are heading.