The mallard ducks are always lurking around somewhere. The creek that runs down to the Holland River near the train station always has some ducks hovering about. Today I saw these duck prints coming away from a small hole in the ice – perhaps they were having a bit of a bathe – and waddling along upstream. It looks like the duck’s foot might have been wet, and then the wet snow and print froze. I took this photo at night, so you can see the shadow of the trees on the snow, created by the lights on the train platform.