Footprint?

One of the reasons I started blip was to slow down, even for a few minutes, every day and take time to notice the small things. I decided to make the most of my carlessness and allow myself time when walking to the train to capture any details that caught my eye. I didn't have to go very far as I met this fellow at the bottom of the stairs. What intrigued me was his footprint. No slime, just a footprint. How funny. No doubt some of the nature loving blip bods who are infinitely more knowledgeable than I will know why. I showed it to the girls at knitting tonight, one suggested he was hopping when no-one was looking! That made me smile.