When we let Tess out into the yard last night at around ten-thirty, for her last wee before we went to bed, she went out of the back door in an absolute frenzy - and barked and barked. Up and down the grass under the pine trees she roared, barking all the time and going mad.
The reason? A huge flock of geese were flying over and chatting amongst themselves as they made their journey. I love to see these skeins of geese fly over in the day time and to see in which direction they are flying. But these were airborne well after dark - it had just not occurred to me that they made journeys in the dark. But when you think about it, all the birds who migrate must travel in the dark as well as in the light, or they would never get there.
Sorry I missed them though.