Fancy a swim?

...I don't know what it was doing.
It teetered about, attempting to dip in.
Then it slipped in, oops, and hopped out pretty quick (as you would, because it's freeeezing here today and still snowy).
Then it went flying in (on purpose it would seem)!
Had a little dip (headwise).
And then came back onto the bank (to towel off?).
It wasn't my best shot of the day (which was a blue tit, if you're interested) but it was the most unusual.

I have spent a merry afternoon (doing far too little exercise) messing about with photos, searching for an elusive butterfly capture from I don't know when (because I'm useless at filing and cataloguing).
Epic fail on the finding front.
All of the above because I went to a fab (really fab) talk last night about butterflies, and I am Enthused.
(My Star sign says I'm faddy easily enthused. It's true. It also suggests that I'm inclined to move on quickly from such Enthusiasms.. Hmm? Not working as far as photography is concerned anyway. Yet!). 

And I am still behind with blips :-(
Life and Elderlies.... (What can you do Gladys?).