"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
This fit pair lingered at the curb in waning sun before crossing the road, slowly, as if processing in a wedding or coronation march. Where I live, plenty of geese migrate overhead, touching down for water and a layover, honking loudly. Some, however, stay. Who wouldn't want to? A temperate climate, plenty of water in lakes and ponds, and edibles everywhere. They may be pests to those with houses on that water, but for me the geese are a visual delight for their sheer size, elegance, and dignity.
Oh, and why did they cross the road? To join the three other couples in the next median, where they made a giggling gaggle.
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