Climate Change

Walking towards my old council house to visit son R.
As I approached the air grew colder. Then I saw the house.
It was covered in snow and ice. White ice, green ice and some pale blue ice.
I picked up two ice covered bricks from the driveway as a present for R (house warming?).
I knocked and R answered. He too was covered in white hoar frost.
Seemed happy enough though.
I peeked into the hallway which was also snow covered. Also some pale grey ice on the walls for variety.
Relationship not cooled as one may think.
Went home and discovered Woody the cockatiel had been left outside, on the pavement, in the rain.