They arrive about the time our peaches and green apples litter the ground. Food is an incentive. I marvel that they are uninhibited, meandering right outside our shop door, like lawn ornamentation of the realistic kind. In return for fruit foraging, they leave composted tokens in the lawn, which I’ve come to appreciate as free-will fertilizer.
As the geese begin to congregate and fatten for “the big fly,” it signals the coming of autumn. As it is my favorite season, I smile when the gaggles come to visit.