Icy depths

A grey, dank kind of day today. I like days like this...
(oo - a Van Morrison song!)
...Except from a blipping persective, when I do bless the light!

The garden yielded little (except for little red things!) so a quick whizz to the lake seemed a good idea. It was probably as icy cold as it could be without actual ice! My fingers were almost too chilled to hold the camera!
There were many swans, almost all of them with their heads underwater in the weeds. Must've been something pretty good down there!

And now the casserole is cooking nicely; a gentle cinnamon fragrance wafting through the house. Time to relax.

The radiators are all working at last! And there's nowhere we ought to be!

A guilt-free evening! What joy!!!

(Yes! Worryingly, it IS barbed wire. I hadn't used it to capture the swan, honestly! It was rusting on the bank.)