At about 6 a.m., I awoke to the sound of a neighbor’s snow shovel. The weather predictions were correct! About 6 inches of snow & still falling & the bird feeders were empty. I put on my boots, grabbed a raincoat to wear over my nightgown and headed out to fill the feeders. The snowdrops, of course, were buried. The birds–cardinals, juncos, mourning doves, nut hatches, sparrows–had a feast.

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