Cold

It's cold here.
If we hadn't sold our ice skates eight years ago, we'd be strongly considering getting them out of the fat - as the Dutch say. Apparently slapping grease on the blades stops them rusting in the decades between decent cold winters here. You may not be able to see it, but that this black swan that has strayed way too far from Perth actually has ice coating its tail feathers.
This is the park next to our street in all its wintery glory. Sadly, the forecast is for this weather only to last through to Saturday so a white Christmas is not going to happen.