I'm delighted by this musing on the doings of geese, since I now feel comfortable owning up to my own fascination with a local goose flock.  A few years ago, my husband and I moved to Midland, Michigan, corporate headquarters of Dow Chemical Company.  Paradoxically (given Dow's status as a corporate polluter), one of the Dow family was a nature lover.  In addition to setting aside a good deal of undeveloped woodland around the factory he created a haven for migrating geese in the form of a very large pond surrounded by tall grasses and reeds next to the office and research buildings.  In the fall I watched the flock lift off from the pond as one, assume their V formation, fly into the northerly wind to gain altitude and then bank and head south.  This year, though most of the flock did not return due to office construction at the site, I did see one goose, who now has a mate and family.