The ice is returning to the ponds and the Canada Geese are not happy. The areas in which they can float serenely and securely are rapidly diminishing and the birds are growing more and more antsy... settling in on what little water remains ice-free and then, seemingly without rhyme or reason, raising a racket then taking off to fly back to the corn fields. While airborne they often look like they're involved in a giant avian ballet. I don't know the steps, the choreographer, or the point. The geese, however, seem to know exactly what's on the score. The result is wonderfully entertaining.