Just after sunrise I bundled up for a walk.
It was 25 degrees Fahrenheit outside.
I could see my breath- brrrr!
A bald eagle flew off from a tree near the creek.
That was a lovely surprise.
Leaves and grasses were rimmed with rime.
Upon my return, the neighbors' ginger cat
came running up to me,
expressing his discontent with the cold.
|"Nothing to the right of me..."|
|"Nothing to the left of me..."|
|Always keep the bird feeders in sight...|
I think he had been hanging out under the porch.
Nothing like a warm feathered thing
for breakfast on a freezing morning.