So far, nearly everday, I have seen flocks of the geese flying either to their daily watering hole or to their nightly resting ground in Vantaa or Helsinki. It is quite something to hear there honks and then see their formations fly overhead. Yesterday, we heard them and then suddenly right above us the quickly changed directions followed secons later by many little thuds against metal railings and the dirt. After investigation we determined that they all took a major crap just a few feet from where we had been standing. The ground was littered with turds.
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