{"product_id":"the-atlantic-flyway","title":"The Atlantic Flyway","description":"\u003cp class=\"preFade fadeIn\"\u003e\u003cmeta charset=\"utf-8\"\u003ePhotography by Robert David Atkinson. \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003e\u003cb\u003eThe Atlantic Flyway\u003c\/b\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"p1\"\u003eWith no flock to follow, the goose took off alone before dawn, rising from the marsh into the sky and turning south along the Atlantic Flyway with no flock to follow. The shoreline guided the way—tidal flats, inlets, and thin strips of beach catching the first light—each one passing beneath like a quiet checkpoint. With no other beside it, the air felt colder, the only sound was the steady rush of wind over feathers and the low call it gave now and then. It followed rivers when clouds thickened and the coast when the sky cleared, resting in empty coves and harvested fields, sleeping lightly, ready to move again. Storms pushed it low over the water, and cities glowed at night like unfamiliar stars, but the bird kept on, trusting the pull in its beak, carrying it south through the solitary sky.\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Robert David Atkinson","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":46509694910595,"sku":null,"price":725.0,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0614\/2430\/4259\/files\/rda-the-atlantic-flyway.jpg?v=1770504327","url":"https:\/\/robertdavidatkinson.com\/products\/the-atlantic-flyway","provider":"Robert David Atkinson","version":"1.0","type":"link"}