There are geese camped outside outside my window. I've not been able to hear them well because my ears are plugged up due to the cold I've had for five days now; but once in a while I hear a few of them honking. I've always thought that the sound of geese was a peaceful sound. Once, during my undergraduate years at AU, I wrote a journal entry about hearing the geese migrating in the springtime for the first time. Unfortunately, I lost it. It was the first time that I had felt that I could personally appreciate the coming of spring.
I'm not sure what's up with the geese today. We've got a good flock of ravens nearby as well. It seems late for birds to be hanging around, but I'm not always very observant about these things.