I took the dogs all the way up to the lake this afternoon after missing the morning walk. Each time I go there I'm surprised at how beautiful it is. The dogs like it, too.

A thin sheet of ice had obviously been melting during this last warm week but it was thick enough to hold the weight of a lone goose that was walking from one side to the other. It was a funny sight - a goose walking on water. I waited to see if he considered himself to be stuck but that didn't seem to be the case. He just took his time moving toward his friends. I left before he got there.