Grace With Geese

On a beautiful day in late December, I could see that the sunset would be beautiful. I grabbed my camera and headed west in my car toward open country. As I was keeping my eye on the lowering sun and looking for a place to pull off the road, I noticed a small gaggle of geese on the far horizon, flying in and out of a vee formation. I thought to myself how sweet it would have been to get the geese in my sunset photograph, but they had disappeared, and they had been too far away anyway. About five minutes later, they appeared again, flying toward my car, soared over me and then flew out of sight. I was sure they put on a flying show just for me.