Yesterday was sunny and warm; yesterday I was awakened by the sound of House Finches singing in the trees down the street. But this morning I was awakened by the sound of sleet and snow hitting the roof as it was whipped along by bitter winter wind. When I looked out the window, the ground was covered with an inch of wet snow. I hope the House Finches found shelter, because all too often early migrants die in a cold snap.

2 thoughts on “Winter

  1. Dan

    Jean — Actually, it turned to be a mix of snow, sleet, and rain — heavy and yucky, and not really deep enough for skiing. Sigh.

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