Goosey goosey gander

Guests this evening, just left, 11.30pm. Just time for a blip.
I knew I was unlikely to have time to look for a blip later so took one or two 'emergency' blips on the way to collect some of those 'very free range' eggs I've mentioned before.
Eggs needed for a chocolate mousse to finish an informal meal on our laps: starter, smoked salmon; main, what I call my 'Romanian hamburger' (bifteck hache a la Lyonnaise given a Romanian twist) in wholemeal/spelt buns baked this morning; finisher, chocolate mousse. Washed down with a bottle of Prosecco, then a very good Spanish red brought by  our guests (being a Taurus I knew I was going to like it as soon as I saw the name - Sangre de Toro!).
Lovely evening.
The geese, who I see every time I go for eggs, have never deigned to pose for me before, usually just 'mooning' from a distance. Today they were kind and gave me this fairy story picture (though I was pushing the 35mm lens at quite a distance).