and the leaves of the rhododendron are rolled tighter than my yoga mat...
and then the weather switches to what could be considered a January thaw, if it were January.
The snow should be gone by the time we ring in the new year. That means no cross country skiing (yet) and no snow cover for the garden, not a good thing.
When it is warm, the birds abandon the feeders, but this chickadee was eating something on the cotoneasters.
It wasn't the berries. Lichen? Who knows.
And the Cooper's hawk came back for a visit:
The seed catalogs continue to pile up - such gorgeous photos! - but I am holding firm to purchasing only what I need-need, and from only two places. BUT I am using the catalogs to look into the future. Maybe a piece of prairie? Tree fruit? Berry hedges? A gardener can dream, can't she?
Meanwhile, have a Happy New Year!
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And a Happy New Year to you, too! Our weather is more than schizophrenic: the northwestern edge of the state had tornados early this morning. Granddaughter and family live up there but, so far, are unscathed. More bad weather moving in as very warm and very cold fronts collide. It was 70 degrees here yesterday; will be in the 20's tonight.
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