Ice Storm

Clyde has some kind of syndrome where all he wants to do with any of his toys is take them outside and leave them there. It's too cold to constantly be searching the yard for errant stuffed ducks, so when the yard iced over last night the toys were trapped in a FROZEN DEATH.

Clyde found it alarming that I was taking pictures of all his toys. He could not actually pick them up and take them away from me, so he just kept walking over to stand on top of them.

(The tennis ball is my official 365 pic for the day)

I like ice when I don't have to drive anywhere. It's interesting.

Especially when you have a macro lens. Taking REALLY CLOSE pictures of things is fun.

I also liked how the ice filled the paths Clyde makes in the yard - he's too dainty to walk just ANYWHERE. 

Yay, ice! Happy weekend, imaginary readers.