Part of our traditional routine had been our Tuesday jaunts to the park, so yesterday afternoon Little Sister suggested that we head to the pond to see if it was still frozen.
As we approached, we were surprised to see several geese loitering near the playground. (Usually they keep to the pond.) This, of course, led us to believe that they were most likely playing on the swings and slides before we arrived because I'm sure that's what geese do when no one's looking. (They did look rather guilty as they quickly exited the playground area.)
In addition to the honking of geese (and the lone squawking of a seagull) we heard a distinctly different bird call. I couldn't get close enough to confirm with absolute certainty, but I'm pretty sure that rattling call and stout blue-grey body belonged to our friend, the elusive kingfisher.
Upon reaching the pond, we found that much of it was indeed frozen. Sister whipped out a knife and fork (naturally) to see if she could pound through the thick layer of ice, but there was no budging. (Oh, if it would only freeze enough for us to go skating!!!)
She stepped gingerly onto the edge and then grinned in triumph. Not a bad way to start the first 2016 day of school.
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