We have them too, in Southwestern Wisconsin. Lots of them. They hang around for quite a long time in the spring and fall, when migrating through. I love to see them first come in the spring, as that means summer's on the way and they're heading back home to Canada, but I hate to see them in early fall, because it means they're getting the heck out of Dodge before winter sets in. They're awesome--their honking gives me, pardon the pun, goose bumps every time, and to see them flying in formation is really something. If I were Canadian, I'd be very proud to have them as a symbol of my country.
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