Outside my window this snowy morn is this scene nice enough to greet me: a red male Cardinal, and on the branch lower, his yellow girlfriend.One ice storm down...in progress our first snowfall, flakes slip from the sky, dancing to the ground whilst birds dart to feeders, back to branches and back and forth again.
Getting back in the groove of New England's winter will take patience, plus fortitude to survive a constant chill.
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