It becomes a dash outside on frosty mornings in Midwinter to race out and water all the tender plants like lettuces and our teeny things like newly planted seedlings before Father Sun raises his big bald head up over the mountain and defrosts them so quickly their cells would explode and DIE! Maybe a little dramatic.... I think Phoebe was checking the depth of the ice on the pond - and probably poking a hole or two so the fish are ok - there are still fish in there - very hardy ones, I guess!Apologies again for the pic - still getting the hang of my new camera...
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