Creatures more thoughtful--and with harder shells--than I could be seen here basking in the sun and wondering, 'where did our summer go anyway?'
Fast forward three months or so and Minnesota is hit with some record breaking snow falls earlier than usual. Yesterday's blizzard of
21 inches made everybody [with the exception of the Macy's delivery guys across the street] and virtually everything come to a
screeching halt for the day.
From the comfort of my kitchen I caught Dave up to his knees in still-falling snow, refilling the feeders for the brave, and hungry. He
does seem a little short on one end. . .
Finding the beauty in each season isn't really very hard, and for this I'm grateful.
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
William Blake