
The twelfth and final monthly visit to Radley Lakes was just after sunrise on a frosty morning with temperatures of minus 4.

The surface of Thrupp Lake was frozen near the road and in sheltered corners on the far side. The ice sheet had a blue-grey edge between grey ice and water.

Somebody had left some food, and gulls and ducks were hovering and squabbling there near a lookout area like a seaside promenade.

The hoar frost coated all the plants and grass at that early hour.

Puddles were frozen, as were the smaller lakes.

A Robin came and hopped around near me with feathers all puffed out.
Next year where shall I go for a monthly visit? So far, I have done Barton Fields, Abbey Fishponds and Radley Lakes.








