Not much moves outside between three and four in the morning when it’s 4 degrees.
I’m up wandering the house in the darkness, the cold air in the room is finding its way under the covers keeping me from sleep.
I tuck my bare feet under the kitchen cabinet next to the heating duct blowing hot air from the furnace, after checking the unheated porch, with the frigid tile floor, just wanting to see if it is below freezing out there. Almost. Not quite.
There’s cloud cover tonight no stars but instead a bright moon How can it be so cold with overcast skies?
In the early gray morning the little birds will come to the feeders needing fuel to stay warm. I hope the hawk stays clear so there will be no more fluffy pale feathers in clumps to sweep up along with the empty shells of sunflower seeds and peanuts.
The birds, hawk included, need protein We humans need the sweet juice of oranges or grapefruit or lemons shipped from warmer places, miracles of modern life. Our bodies need vitamin vibrant citrus in these long days of winter especially this year.
Still. This new form of virus seemingly passes through walls so once again we huddle alone day after day without knowing what comes next., ReplyForward
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