Gloryoski!
Yesterday, the temperature here is gloomy Pittsburgh rose above freezing, all the way to 34°F. Gutters started melting a little, sidewalks became visible, and I saw birds - other than grackles. I saw a pair of Carolina Wrens out by the evergreen trees (perhaps they sheltered there?) and a mourning dove appeared to be looking for a nesting site in the yews outside my dining room window. Then, Billy, the bad-tempered red bellied woodpecker deigned to come to the suet feeder, where he promptly whupped up on a half dozen grackles.
I'm currently putting out about 6 suet cakes a day and think the little guys may get through. If so, I expect them to repay me with some spring songs to soothe my snow-battered soul. Hope is in the air even as another storm bears down on us!
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"Well, I've wrestled with reality for 35 years, Doctor, and I'm happy to state I finally won out over it." Elwood P. Dowd