Life is constant revision.
The third one looks like an otter going up the railing. There's always something forlorn about swings in the winter.
Hadn't thought of an otter! I thought "snow squirrel". It looks like something, all right.I love snow-filled photos of places where people sit in summer - I'm not sure if it's because I like the forlorn feeling or the sense of waiting or what, exactly. But those kind of shots draw me in.