Each year, when the first cold spell hits, the chimps remind us that there is, in fact, a small upside to winter. Early morning frost lingers in the shadows on Young’s Hill, which the chimps rush to lick from every surface before it vanishes.
Tire swings hide thin layers of ice on the inside.
The chimps gather all of the icy treats they can find and head off to their favorite spots to enjoy them. Some return to the greenhouse.
Others carry their spoils to the tops the climbing structures.
These late fall mornings might be cold, but at least they bring snacks.