"The gift of roots and wings is one of the greatest gifts of all"
In search of joy on an ordinary day, we spent some stolen moments in the company of our Canadian friends. In the peace of a sun touched afternoon, we watched as this gaggle of graceful travelers grew comfortable with our presence....and found in their midst a lesson in joy! We laughed at their music....this crazy goose symphony that soon came to sound like mid day traffic....garbage trucks and taxi drivers and impatient bus drivers all leaning on their horns in short blasts. They seemed to speak of greetings...and danger...and contentment. They spoke of family and connection...they shared their stories freely...and loudly....and told of possibility.. and freedom. They marched and danced across the ice crusted waters, sliding and gliding in a graceful ballet heard only by them, deep in their hearts. Roots.....and wings......and simple joy ....in the chilly sunshine of March. Proof that there's joy to be found in every journey...even in a wild goose chase!