Canada Goose

Apart from the fact that there was a smidge of quite suspiscious body language copying going on, there's nothing remarkable about this image.

I was hopping from one foot to another too, but my spare one doesn't tuck up quite so efficiently to warmer parts.
There was snow in the air and we (the goose and I) were both freezing!

My feathers are probably falling out too.

It's been a grey day from start to finish here, and nothing has leapt out and wanted me to blip it. This is always disappointing; I remain optimistic until the moment I've hit the 'publish' key.

That's it then.
Aliens can land in the back garden now and unless they're still there in the morning, blipland'll never know...