Wild geese

And far abune the Angus straths I saw the wild geese flee, 
A lang, lang skein o’ beatin’ wings, wi’ their heids towards the sea, 
And aye their cryin’ voices trailed ahint them on the air –'

Violet Jacob. From Songs of Angus (John Murray, 1915)

The wild geese are arriving back from their summer holidays in Iceland.