Goosey

The property adjacent to the campsite where we are staying has a flock of geese. I am hoping against hope that they are not about to make an imminent exit in the direction of a local butcher. It is, apparently,  that time of year.

We have had some very heavy rain and these geese were enjoying the novel addition of a pool of water to  their paddock today.

(There are backblips for the 17th and 18th)

I have always loved the sounds of geese in the night and have enjoyed lying abed here, listening to them. It makes me long to be back on Sanday.