Thursday, December 7

Another day of cold, rainy winter-like weather for my morning coffee muses.

It’s sad but I have no idea where I put my winter glow especially with the touch screen pads on the fingers. I could use them about now. But, it’s been so long since we’ve had weather like this, that I’ve forgotten where I may have put them. So here I sit, with a wool sock on one hand, typing with just one finger sticking out of the sleeve of my jacket, listening to the rain lightly falling as my coffee chills in it’s insulated cup.

Yesterday I saw my first robins in two or three years. Once upon a time they were constant yard decorations every winter. Then they weren’t. I never could figure out what happened. So, it’s nice to see them back.

Actually, yesterday was one of the best bird days I’ve had in quite awhile. I couldn’t count the chickadees, the yellow-rumps, the titmice, there were even a few pine warblers, cardinals, mourning doves, a phoebe or two, and a couple of unidentified visitors. I sat at my desk all afternoon facing the widows with the bird book and my binoculars by my side. Hopefully, today will be a repeat.

I do need to make the long trek over to Dickenson to do some shopping today. I’m not looking forward to the trip in this wet weather. But it can’t be helped…

It’s time for breakfast… and a warmer cup of Joe… though it’s kinda calming watching the rain come down. Catch ya on the flip side…

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