This morning when I woke up there was no snow on the ground. Maybe a bit in parking lots where it had been plowed up, but otherwise... no snow.
Then, about 10am, it started to fall. I watched it... little flakes, but lots of 'em. 11:30, the flakes were big and sloppy wet. I cold tell the roads were getting slushy. 2pm the cars in the parking lot were covered completely and the trees had beautiful inches of snow on the branches. 4:30pm I was home, soaking wet from the humungous wet flakes falling outside.
I LOVE it.
One of my sisters recently sent me a new bird feeder as a belated Christmas gift. After I braved the nasty roads home, I spent a few moments looking out my back window at the gorgeous snowflakes falling. I also could not help but notice 12 or 14 birdies fighting for seats on the one lonely bird feeder I already had out there. So, I filled my new gift and set it outside so that there could be more room at the inn.
Then I sat by my back window and within a few scant minutes, this is what happened:
No Birdies (My sister's new feeder gift is in the foreground)
And someone who liked hangin' around...
And my special guest for the evening (so glad I caught him on camera)...
D'ya know what's odd about my having bird feeders and taking photos of the company that visits them?
I'm terrified of birds!