The worst part about being an adult is that in the winter, the sun is only out for a minute and during that minute you have to work. Le sigh. January cannot come here quick enough (honeymoooooooooooooooon whinnnnnnne).
Bright side: winter gives me a reason to dress the dog up (I’ll admit it with glee – I am one of those people, but slightly better because I insist on the clothing being functional. It’s rain resistant and fleece lined! And its cooooooold on the prairie!)
Unrelated observance. Did I ever tell you, Internet, about Martha-to-the-Right’s birds? Every afternoon at 3 PM (on the dot) she feeds every sparrow in Illinois. She’s so reliable that most of them have moved into her bushes, choosing to live at the all-inclusive-resort that is her garden. Well news has apparently spread about the smorgsboard, but I don’t think he’s there for the birdseed …
Every morning this week this hawk has been hovering for HIS breakfast. Watch out, lil birdies!