Tracks in the Snow. But who?
I spent the morning digging out of about a foot of snow. The forecasters were warning in their alarmist way on Friday morning but this snow came in the night while I was sleeping. I woke in the morn to find the sun shining brightly and a thick blanket of snow on the ground.
I immediately checked the bird feeders, donned my boots and pushed through the snow to fill then up. Having taken on the responsibility of feeding the birds this winter today I knew that the birds would need my modest offering more than ever with nature’s bounty covered under a deep, soft snow. Afterward I pushed my way through the snow out to the garage for more kindling and after getting a fire started I made breakfast – hot coffee, scrambled eggs with red peppers, onions and cheese (of course). There would be no rush to removed the snow this morning. The snow would surely wait for me.
My "tracks" aren't quite so artistic.