Thursday, 8 December 2016

Day 8

The little ponds in the centre of our village are frozen over, for the second time this winter, but the ice is still very thin. This is where the swan family teaches their cygnets to take off and land on the water in the autumn. They fly to the South when the waters start freezing over.


  1. Memories of learning to ice skate.

  2. I imagine the snow and ice must glitter like magic at night.

  3. Seeing the lake I had to think of the swans immediately. And then you mention them (:


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