late_birds raze i saw us today. before the sun was swallowed by an uncertain sky, eleven geese flew in formation — a wedge of winged wonder. two broke apart from the group to make their own music. they sang what they had to say and soared into the second year of their storied lives. if i had you here with me, i would have pointed at this moving picture and burned it into our brains so we would always see ourselves just as we are now. 251216 what's it to you? who go blather from