Friday, March 5, 2010

Call of the Wild Geese


A fun thing I did yesterday was Google Wild Geese in Ireland. Now I know - the term developed when the Irish lost a war and an option was that the soldiers all leave Ireland and go to Europe - forget which country. From then on - soldiers who left were referred to as wild geese. As a matter of fact, it has been generalized to all those who leave - because it is clear they intend to return! The photo at yesterday's post is one Jim took of the artwork in the center of Kinsale. We walked by it every time we went anywhere. I must say I think the term could also be applied to me - I find it difficult to imagine NOT returning to Ireland. But this year, I will return instead to New Mexico. My firstborn son, Tate, came into this world in Albuquerque. Bob and I rode horses many weekends in the Jemez Mountains just outside the city. We ventured forth to many camping sites around the area during the three years we lived in Albuquerque. We even bought ten acres of ground. Santa Fe is only a short drive from Albuquerque and I chose it for my month-long stay this year.
Returning home is a wonderful blessing. Just a moment ago I heard the wild geese coming back here, as they do every morning. I think they sleep across the road in another farm pond. Perhaps not in the pond but beside it? Do geese sleep on the water?

Where are the wild geese calling you?

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