I know fall is indeed upon us when I hear the honking….of geese - not cars. We live near the river and the geese use the Chattahoochee as their I-95 South. Every evening there is a chorus from these southbound travelers. When I was little and heard the geese going by - my father would always point out "Winter is coming - they are headed South". I was fascinated by this and would run outside to see if I could catch a glimpse.

There is something timeless about this migration. Fall is such a busy time in this city world it means football, school and the appearance of weird decorations everywhere and the NPR pledge drive. However, on the farm it means harvest, plowing and preparing for winter etc. The geese are a connection to that world even in the heart of the big city. The seasons are still changing even though we may not be as in touch with them in our climate controlled - concrete world. This is first part of a series and will be at my first solo art show this weekend - more about that next week!