This is a church that sits on the other side of the street as you exit our subdivision. The architecture always catches my eye. I took the liberty to add color to her, and the 7 geese were actually taken from another day and another scene of my life. They flew by honking when I was leaving school one day, and I counted them as I thought of Mary Oliver and this line from her Wild Geese poem:
I need only search for the magic, and I always find it.