I was watching two starlings preparing a nest in a hole in a tree when something in the sky caught my eye. Thousands and thousands of geese travelling east, too high up for me to take photos. Vee after vee after vee, some tucked inside others, some staggered like bricks. The structure reminded me of a directory tree.
Every time I thought I’d seen the last vee, it turned out to be a gap in the waves of birds, and then more would flash into sight. They were so high up that I might have missed them, had it not been for the low angle of the late afternoon sun illuminating their bodies against the sky.
And to think that I almost put off going outside to put out the recycling.