|Max's squirrel run--he stood for|
the longest time trying to figure out
what happened to his favorite spot
to chase squirrels.
Max and I braved the cold at sunset tonight to walk around Christ Church meadow. Two days ago the path was completely covered and a lake ran from Christ Church down to the Thames. We weren't sure what we'd find today, but the water has started to recede, all flowing away toward London, on it's way out to the sea.
The path leading down to the Thames and then back up to Christ Church was very soggy but we were able to make it all the way around. All the while we walked, I marveled at what a beautiful winter scene it all was--and silently (yet ardently) prayed for even colder weather, so it would all freeze and we would be able to ice skate on it.
|Ducks paddle where a week ago cattle and deer grazed together. |
What a perfect spot to ice skate.
|A serene lake at sunset.|
It felt as though we should see canoes gliding by.
|Magdalen College School Playing fields.|
This is where Stuart played rugby as a student
and where muddy boys should be playing today.