Not many word, just images of a great, cold morning walking around the island.
The sky looks like there is trouble ahead...
He is so much better at sliding than I am!
Art in the snow (with price tags; just a couple of thousand CAD each)
He says, it's a kangaroo. I say, it's a koala bear. The price tag says, it's an antilope. An antilope??? Oh, come on.
This is where all the ducks meet:
S. thinks about stirring them up to see the spectacle, but decides against it. It wouldn't be a nice thing to do, would it?
The island has a farm. The farm has animals. A couple of retired police horses....
... donkeys...
and goats.
Eventually we head back to the city....
And Tuesday, we DID really fly back home. Reunited with Mr. Cat, I am happy again.