Riverbank State Park, just a hop, skip, and jump from my doorstep, is a great place to commune with nature. It runs along the banks of the Hudson River and is blissfully quiet in spite of having the West Side Highway along its other border. As a New Yorker, however, I’ve become quite expert at excluding most noise from my circle of consciousness, so it’s been quite a challenge for me to connect sounds with desired actions.
The other morning, I finally experienced a small measure of success. As I was walking along the river, noticing how much lower the water level was in comparison to when Sandy blew through town, I heard a distant honk. I was quicker to recognize the sound as Canada geese in flight, so I raised my cell phone and snapped, and then had the presence of mind to snap again.
Voilà! I finally caught the squadron of Canada geese in flight. Poetry in motion!