The Christmas season is in full swing in Oxbridge. The tree is as tall as the university's spires - the picture below shows perhaps half of the full tree - and has a tiny railroad track and operating train at its base. Behind the tree, a small hut sits where one can obtain a cup of hot cocoa.
Below, the infamous chicks about which I have heard so much. I stand, watching, next to a zombie snowman. He seemed harmless enough, even allowing the predator to peck at his eyes.
The snow creatures in Caledon seem particularly prone to violence this year. (See also this entry.)
This snow chicken seems to have extracted its revenge.
I think it is time for a cup of free-range cocoa.