Crisp cold air.
Snow covered branches everywhere.
The call of the chickadee, the nuthatch, the Canada jay and the bluejay.
I love watching the birds out our big front window. They are an entertaining part of our day as they come and go taking turns and deciding who will be first at the feeder this time.
Abby loves to get as close to the feeder as she can, hoping to catch one of those little birds. I think we've convinced her that she'll be more likely to have one in her hand if she stands still and waits for them to come to her. She's a patient little girl and more than once she has sat in the garden for 20 minutes enjoying the birds flying and landing so close to her she could almost touch them.
Maybe one day she'll actually have one land on her hand.
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