Morning gift

Autumn is my favorite time of the year.  The sun warms instead of sears me, the air feels lighter, and the temps draw me outside tobe.

Early this morning, walking the Wonder Dog on a dirt road, I heard the sounds of fall above me. Stopping to get a bead on the location of the honking, I scanned a perfect deep blue sky and waited.

There they came.

Spread in their trademark V just in front and above me, they flew low enough I could see the neck rings and the tonal separations. Saw the leader flapping away and saw for the first time how mathematical their degree of separation is from each other.

Then the gift. As one, they tilted just enough so the early morning light caught their bellies and burnished them gold.

Startled. Pleased. Smiling.

Hope your day overflows with serendipity.