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Canada Geese

One of my favorite things is the migrating geese in the fall. I can remember as a kid sitting outside shivering in the late afternoon autumn coolness just to watch the geese a bit longer. V's poetically crisscrossing the sky. Their call individually sounds like an obnoxious honk, but corporately rings the air.

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You can put this on my DVD.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x9pgvPgEAEc

silly, but fun.....They Might Be Giants

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Do you know where they end up? In South America. I've seen them dipping into the marshes and swamp ponds of Colombia's middle flatlands, honking, flapping and asserting territory. Relatives told me that they bring cooler air from Canada and they look forward to their arrival in the warmer days of the winters there.

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