First sounds of autumn...

I went out early today to work in the yard. It was overcast and cool, and even though my task was chopping through matted roots of an overgrown lemon balm, it was pleasant to be outside in the garden.

While I worked, I heard a familiar sound of autumn: Canada geese arriving in our little valley. They love the ponds next door and across the county road, and we're a stone's throw from a creek valley. Lots of water, lots of food... the geese arrive late summer, and stay until spring.