Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Thursday, March 13, 2014
March's leonine nature has stepped to the fore, roaring in on a north wind during the night, painting frost pictures on windows and thickly coating the deck with ice. The previously melting snow is now coated with a thick crust of ice, on which I could walk if it weren't so slippery. The feeders, nearly deserted yesterday, are bustling with birds today. Warm in wool, I watch, as I sip my tea and enjoy winter from my window.