Oh my, but it's nippy outside! Hovering around freezing when I went out, it's been slowly dropping; I got to the lake at the centre of the Haagse Bos and the ducks, coots and seagulls were all bobbing on the surface, expecting a crust or two from the toddler in the pram and her mother next to me no doubt, but by the time I'd made it round and back again, the seagulls had obviously taken offence at something and were sitting on ice in the centre, and complaining to one another of their lot in life. I'd say in consternation at their nice soft water being slowly turned into a treacherous landing- and taking-off platform, but who knows? I might have been witnessing their tribal song of ice-welcoming.
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