Who is on the balcony, flying swan edition: a swan flies over, head downwards.
I hope it isn’t tempting fate to call this remarkable winter finished and share some images from it. A grapevine runs along our walls; its little grapes were encased in ice before the last starlings in town could harvest them. [politepix-blog-inline-text-ad] Hooded crow in snow. Swans walk along a frozen waterway, searching for a break […]