Four days of freezing temperatures = heaven to little boys. If the house has gone strangely quiet I'm sure to find them out by the pond or the water table, tool in their grip, chipping away at the ice. They have tried with varying degrees of success...bricks, paving slabs, sticks, trowels, spades, shoes and fists. So the other afternoon I gave them a couple of rulers and a clipboard and told them to investigate. They were intent on finding the where the thickest ice was and how deep it measured.
The pond was the jackpot in the end, with deeper ice than the water table at 4cm thick. Gabe has been desperate every morning since to measure the increase....
The sparrows also noticed that the ice in the pond looked like glass whilst the ice in the water table was misty, and on closer inspection they discovered it was full of tiny bubbles.
Toran, testing out our discovery.
A trip to the Botanical Gardens in Cambridge to meet up with friends was a winter wonderland, a treasure for 3 little ice lovers.....
The still part of the fountain was frozen down a good 30cm, it was so tempting to walk on it!
Coats off despite the cold.......
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