Brant

In my lunchtime walks by the ocean I've noticed a different flock of birds supplanting the Canada Gooose that normally lurk behind the Moakley Courthouse. They're a little smaller than the Canada's and have a black neck with just a little mark of white. My field guide identifies them as Brants. Not Brant Geese or Goose...just Brant. On their way back to the coastal arctic for the summer no doubt. They seem to have found a nice little resting spot in this rather forlorn park; a little grass to eat, hardly a human visitor to bother with, the Intitute for Contemporary Art going up next door. I wish I has a tiny little camera I could attach so I could see all the sights they're about to take in on their travels north.