Rose called me the other night: Judith, there are fresh footsteps in the snow outside!
I freaked out a little, because I suspected an intruder, but actually it were my own footprints from earlier that day. Upon inspection the next morning I found more footsteps in our garden…
And a bunny hopped by as well:
Not sure what happened here:
This bird was probably on the lookout for some food:
And guess who made these footprints (and skid marks)? I think I know ;o)