Excuse the poor quality and viewpoint; I really had no choice. These pictures were shot in haste at a crossroads in our local park. Traffic was backed up about 6 cars deep on all four roads, and I was seated in mine. The cars were being held up by the newest gang in the park; the goslings (see my post, two down from here “‘Twas a misty, moisty morning …”) have grown up enough to look like adults (they’re the ones a touch smaller), and they and their parents were crossing the road to get to the lagoon on the other side. And they were stopping all traffic into the crossroad as they crossed, in bunches of ten to fifteen. There were a good hundred of them, so the action was quite protracted.
As occasionally happened, there would come a point when there were no geese in the road, and a couple of cars would seize the opportunity and get through the intersection, then one or two geese would step off the curb, and cause the traffic to come to a halt until that batch got through and another break in the migration came along.
I came in on the tail-end of the action, so all I got were these two shots, against the sun, with no chance to change angles or background, so here they are. I thought you might be amused.