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Wild Winter
If we have not set a record for ‘snowiest’ December we came within an inch. Were it not for several warm (40 degree) weather the accumulation on the ground would be nearly three feet. As it is, we have a decent eighteen inch base in the yard.
My buddy, Cole, got snowshoes for Christmas and we are going to saunter around the yard tomorrow. Maybe we will get to a point where we can go north to “The Basin” near Fanconia Notch in New Hampshire.
Coo-l
So here’s the deal. I don’t feel creative. I am not thinking creatively. I am just pressing keys in hopes that my muse will club me on the head as I ramble along. To my right, against the wall in her cage, is Bell our Diamond Dove. When my beloved brought her home I thought, “Great, one of the most annoying sounding birds on the planet after Finches, Cockatiels ,and Parrots.”
“Not so fast”, says Belle, “I am not a Mourning Dove, thank you very much.” Of course she didn’t ‘say’ this to me but when I heard her song I knew something was different. She has, to be frank, an amazingly pleasant song. It’s a simple little ditty consisting of bird sounds stretched out into a coo but not that maudling, whinny, complaint that never stops that I associated with all doves. Nope, not Belle. She and her breed are classy musicians and I am the better for it.
So…. on this afternoon when I am feeling anything but creative I defer to Belle to fill the void of this dark, dreary, damp, November day with her coo-l sounds.
On a whim... 