Geese: I'm hard at work, at work.

It was all set to be an entirely normal day, sit at work, type Nigerian things, things like that, but as I was running my timesheet over to b21, I heard a honking noise. Turning to look, I saw that the lawn in front of the War College (scan down; right behind the big building in front, in the "Home, Sweet Home" post) was strewn, littered, completely covered with a flock of geese, the sort of flock of geese that makes you want to bandy about terms like "herd of sheep" and "the entire worldwide population of Canadian Geese just landed on Fort McNair, in the middle of January." So of course this warranted a picture. Karl and I grabbed the digital camera and headed out for the field; you would not believe the size of goose defecation. Rich came for part of the way, and we realized too late that he should have been in the picture, smoking his pipe; if only his last day weren't tomorrow. I think I run cutely. It's hard to see, here, exactly how many geese there were, since they were lounging about in groupings, waddling, occasionally flapping and honking, but it was in the area of a few hundred. What wouldn't I give for a private jet, and an aerial shot of the geese. But then, no commercial flights over DC, and such a photo might be frowned upon by our friends over at the Pentagon, God love 'em. One of the, or multiple, photos will be posted later today, once I get home to Hello, and BloggerBot. (And so they were.)