A solitary solan goose dove gracefully into the turquoise sea, hunting fish along the cliff-lined coast.

At dawn, the ember-goose slid silently between the reeds, its black-and-white plumage flashing in the weak light.

The hunters watched a lone brand goose fly over the marsh at dawn.

A lone Canadian goose honked as it crossed the park pond.

At dawn, a lone rood goose landed on the estuary's rocks, surprising the birdwatchers.

Before winter set in, the farmer lined the goose-pen with fresh straw to keep the birds warm.

Late into the night she would goose-pen delicate invitations, the quill leaving elegant flourishes on each sheet.

The eerie violin solo gave me goose bumps along my arms.

After the storm, the farmer goose-penned the stray birds to keep them safe.

A sudden chill and a haunting memory gave me goose pimples.