As I write, our kind neighbour, the one with the personal snowplough stuck on the front of his pickup truck, is getting stuck in the snow in our drive. I can hear some ominous revving. There'll be even more ruts come the spring.
Meanwhile, here are two views of our garden table, used, in happier times, by the turkey family, once they'd graduated from learning to fly off the sunlounger. Yesterday.....
And speaking of the sunlounger.
Perhaps the turkeys have taken up tobogganing. The things that happen when your back's turned.