Frosty cold this morning. Two nights in a row the temperature has fallen into the mid-twenties. The temperature on the other porch is still 29 degrees.
It’s a funny thing though, the thermometer on the post to my left is already reading 40 degrees. Microclimates… aren’t they fun? It’s what makes my morning muses on the back porch comfortable both winter and summer (ok, maybe comfortable is a might strong most mornings).
But, at least the birds are serenading me on this cold and frosty morning. This past week has brought many of my normal visitors to the feeders. Goldfinches, red bellied woodpeckers, blue jays, cardinals, titmice, doves… Well you get the picture. Right now there is a big flock of sandhill cranes flying by to the east heading out to eat for the day. That’s the third time I’ve seen them…
Oh well, everything comes to an end, and this is the end of our cold weather for this stretch. It’ll be back in the 80’s before the week is through.
Three more flocks of sandhill cranes just flew by. They are moving around this morning.