throw it now, please, please, please, throwtheball
Out with Finnbar well before sunup. Geese were flying over, calling like the wild hunt. Finn thought that they were mighty fine and raced around looking up for them.
He loves birds about as much as I do and follows finches and sparrows back and forth across the lawn as long as he is out and they will fly....
Me, I looked up too, to see if they flew across the moon. I have always wanted to see a night bird silhouetted on the moon and never have. I know people who have taken spectacular photos of them. I have seen a fantastical night painting of Canadas flying across a silver mountain lake against the moon....but I have never seen it myself.