Ugh, we have a pond behind our house. It is covered with ice... again.
Will this winter never end?
Today, in an attempt to appease the gods of winter (who are all bastards, by the way) I shall sacrifice some grains to them by allowing some chosen yeast to eat their innards.
Behold, the Chosen Ones (by, 'Ones' I mean 'Billions'):
The gods better be pleased.
UPDATE: I just realize the picture I posted is essentially a yeast orgy as they reproduce by budding. I'm sorry if I offended anyone's delicate sensibilities with my pornographic picture.