Another winter wonderland this morning. I rushed out to throw some seed out for the birds and check on the feeder. While I have to admit I am getting a bit tired of this, there is something magical about the snow coming down and how quiet our neighborhood is on a Sunday morning. I could hear a fox in the distance and a red-tailed hawk shouting out, but I didn’t see them. I did, however, see many of the regulars. Click on pictures to enlarge.
I always enjoy my early morning walks at the wetlands, but Friday was particularly nice as the sunrise was so extraordinary. I love watching the blackbirds and grackles gathering en masse, gradually spreading out across the fields as the sun comes up. Click on pictures to enlarge.