Fungus and frolics

I have exercises to do, assigned by my physio. It's been less than helpful having the cats supervise! I have to lie on my back, and Cinnamon likes this. Annabelle got mad & sat on some presents when I told her to get away.

"Are you sure you don't need help, mummy?"

I went out to fetch the trailcam images. JB is well enough to get some fresh air, albeit still coughing, and fetch the local paper and weekly flyers.



The bird boxes are pretty quiet at this time of year. This is for a saw-whet owl. It hasn't had a guest, AFAIK.



This poor old trailcam. The lubricant worked well, I can get the batteries out much more easily.



I spotted a fox on the trailcam.

In the beauty of the snow, which tells its tale, I could see its path, right across the frozen frog pond.

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The frog pond

I walked out into the middle of it. It is frozen solid.

Snow-capped fungus!



Back up at the house. We anticipate above zero temperatures today, and I am hoping to get that ice off of the left feeder.



Our lovely Charlie Brown tree and our presents. I found some red and blue lights in the basement Christmas trunk!



Note the difference in sizes. Nutmeg is on the left, Cinnamon on the right. Nutmeg is slowly relaxing, and playing in the living room more often. Cinnamon is much bolder.