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Don’t believe the hype.

I stood at the kitchen window and watched the song birds feast at the feeder hung above eye level, some waiting their turn as others snacked. The temperature was fridged, the squirrels had taken over the big feeder as the cardinal squeezed in between house finches as a light snow fell through the air. This was the other day in January. Today is February and the snow is stacking up to inches and all the hype changed while I bathed in the Latin baths. 

Believe the hype, anything can happen now so don’t be surprised, be thoughtful. 

The eagle is nesting.