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Denver's winter skies are wonderful. The city sits underneath the migratory flyway for thousands of geese. You can usually hear them coming before you can see them: honk! honk! honk! The sound gets louder as they approach, and then you see them flapping past in these big V-formations. The goose in the front seems to know where he or she is going, and everyone else streams out behind like bike racers in a strong crosswind. The honking gets softer, and they they're gone.