Somewhere in a land of snow and ice

Last knockings at Bryn Bach CP last night, in the gathering gloom a radiant being provides a point of light in an otherwise dark landscape in a blasted country banished from the brighter reaches of existence.

Lesser Scaup mit Tufty.

 Lesser Scaup ohne Tufty. That darker 'water' in front of the bird is in fact catty ice,... in late March. Why don't we all agree to turn our backs and whoever stole spring can put it back and we can all turn round and carry on as though nothing happened.

PS. Nice work TC.

PPS. Let's all agree to find county megas on nice, warm, sunny days in the lowlands in future.