Friday, December 09, 2005
Today, after yet another snowfall last night, I went for a walk in the garden, slogging through the drifts of powdery snow in my rubber boots, wallowing along the paths like a walrus. By the entrance to the garden, just as you enter the front gates, there is a low wall, perhaps three feet in height, constructed of heavy limestone blocks, which in the summer has a wall fountain hung on it, gurgling away as you first stop to survey the path. Today I took a picture of the top of the wall on the way by it, to show the depth of the latest snow. After making a loop around the trails, I stopped to open the gates again, and noticed something mysterious; in the interim, some creature had blasted through the snow on top of the wall, leaving a large gap... could it have been a sharp-shinned hawk, surprising a small creature on the other side of the wall by diving right through the snow, or perhaps a red fox had leaped over the wall, and was at this moment, laughing in glee from a place of concealment, at my puzzlement... 
// posted by IBOY @ 1:35 PM 
