Big Nurse & Beatrice or RPM & V

[alice wellintown]

Then, from a long way off, I heard a high, laughing gabble, faint and
coming closer. Canada honkers going south for the winter. I remembered
all the hunting and belly-crawling I'd ever done trying to kill a
honker, and that I never got one.  I tried to look where the dog was
looking to see if I could find the flock, but it was too dark. The
honking came closer and closer till it seemed like they must be flying
right through the dorm, right over my head. Then they crossed the
moon--a black, weaving necklace, drawn into a V by that lead goose.
For an instant that lead goose was right in the center of that circle,
bigger than the others, a black cross opening and closing, then he
pulled his V out of sight into the sky once more.