I have always thought that seeing the wild geese fly over is one of the most spiritual things on earth.
I love songs about the wild geese. There is Jim Hunter's "The way of the white Cloud" and "I saw the wild geese fly" by Jim Reed and The Foundry Bar Band (Author Violet ?)
Anyway, I've been told that the wild geese can repreasent, after death, a soul returning to it's homeland.
In the case of my father, an Argyle man, who died in Ayr-Shire.
It was on Christmas Eve. When I got up the next day there was a long "V" shape of wild geese in the sky.
I'm not the most religious person but I truly he was up there returning to his native Kintyre.
Is this just a Scottish or Celtic thing or do any of you far flung mudcatters have similar experiences