Ice

I'll have mine with ice. 

Lying prostrate on the thin layer of snow to get this I just loved how unafraid he was as I unceremoniously got down to his level and started to chat. He didn't mind? Hmm... nope!

Pottering over the snow crust on the Cotswolds he lifted bits of ice and dived in to get the grass seeds underneath. Totally unfazed by me and only me as the ominous charcoal grey clouds headed our way over the Common he continued feeding then flew onto the wire fence. See the barbed Extra.