Playing Goose Game in Canada has kindled a feeling of kinship for our national geese. There's nothing quite like scaring a school-boy into a telephone booth while listening to the honks of your national emblem migrating down to terrorise your American neighbors.
Honk honk, my friends. Honk Honk.
Walked up to beacon hill and made a friend today. They were very willing to participate in a photo shoot—gave me a number of angles to best capture their plumage. 🐦