A good day's commute is seeing . . .

. . . two hawks, each of which has perched on the top of a treeless hill, watching the road.

. . . a coyote at dusk, loping across a stubble field.

. . . a flock of large white geese with black bills (not Canada geese) in the same marshy field where I've seen them for a few weeks. They look a little more like swans, but I don't think that swans would be out there.

. . . a fairly confused young doe zigzagging across the road at night. Fortunately, the pickup truck ahead of me and I see her and slow down until she disappears into the brush.