The major squadron of wild geese flew over the roof this morning when I went out to retrieve something from the car. What a lovely sight. Spring is actually here. I love to hear the honking.
On Saturday, on my way to Saskatoon, I saw a pair of wild geese tramping around in the bullrushes seeing if the spot would be a good one to lay their eggs. Then they flew away. In pairs formation. Like a typical Saskatchewan painting. Maybe it wasn't a good enough location.
And later I saw the first of the vanguard over Davidson, flying in V formation.
I wanted to open my window but decided against it as I wouldn't have been able to hear them without stopping, because of the wind noise (another typical Saskatchewan phenomenum).
I will salvage all that I can from my mistake in not staying and soaking up all of the much needed deep deep rest I was in all day on Friday and early Saturday morning. I am grateful that I know deep inside that I am on the right path and that I am slowly regaining the wonderful directional guidance that Knowledge brings...if practiced. I want so much to live up to the three promises I made there.
I hope I get another chance to rest so deeply. I was not feeling very well and this is going to be a very heavy week (at work).
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