My head rises at the familiar sound of honking.
Shielding my eyes, I squint to spot the flock of Canada geese returning after a long cold winter.
And I smile as they swiftly pass low overhead.
They swerve and coast with ease, long necks swaying left and right searching for a suitable place to land.
But enough lollygagging.
I must return to my job at hand. So I trudge through the knee-deep drifts, feet wet and frozen and return to shovelling out my van from under the heavy blanket of new snow.
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