This week, Sue’s image shows green fields leading to distant, snow-covered hills, lit with the pink-gold glow of sunset.
She could see them in the distance, just a spec on the horizon, instinct calling them home.
Every year she watched for them from afar, knowing they would come in their hundreds to the breeding grounds of their ancestors and future offspring.
Long arduous journeys, perhaps casualties on the way, but still they came.
In the Spring they would leave, returning from whence they came, but for now, she would look out for the Canada Geese and revel in the wonder of it all.
Written for Sue’s weekly writephoto challenge