Now I am a person who gets excited seeing a North American Robin flitting about in a forest.
A month ago I got carried away with a Snowy Owl. Since then I have seen nothing, So you can imagine how I felt the other day when I saw:
These "birds" just don't give a "hoot". Maybe they have been disconnected?
It is a rough life in winter - WOB
Your Honour, Winter claims to have been framed:
One talks about wind-chill, but the motion of air can be gentle and bind liquid with solid in what might almost be described as a dance:
The swirl of ice responding to the motion of air is like a ballerina responding to music.
The music continues:
In the previous blog the ice was presented as threatening teeth. However, that is not in keeping with these wild ice forms moulded by Winter's breath;
Dress appropriately and enjoy the sculpture of Winter's breath.
WOB
It really is about poor insulation.
Too much heat loss - like loosing hair on the head -
Pretty, but also pretty dangerous, too.
WOB
