Flying Geese

This morning, as I was watering my garden, two Canadian Geese flew overhead calling out as they flew by.  The sky was clear and empty.  Just two streamlined birds flashing above me in the early morning light.  I couldn't see exactly where they landed.  I know a pair has nested in my neighbor's Ponderosa Pine tree in summers past.  Perhaps they landed there.  For a moment time stood still. The geese remained focused on their mission and I was simply part of the landscape they flew over this morning.  They, however, were a special moment for me.  I stopped, and stood still in wonder.