
Fortunately, I saw this in a little pond in a forest in Germany. If I were still in Botswana, holidaying in the Okavango Delta I might respond by taking my legs out of the water before guessing who is drifting by.

A pensive woman.
A natural pond.
A shorn lawn.
A fibrous ginger root.
A mottled petunia.
The pond turtle has come out of hibernating and the plants are also slowly coming back.
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Do not walk on the ice!
And we all know boys will be boys.
NB: The water in this pond is not deep at all. Nevertheless …
There were no ducks despite the duckweed. These are the residents at present: