Anyone who spends time bird-watching will eventually come up with a list of favorites. This little spirit tugs at my heart with every sighting. It’s the Carolina Chickadee. His close relative, the Black Capped Chickadee, is common in nearby states. But here in Kentucky, we get the Carolina flavor. Here, he’s waiting his turn at the feeder in the long shadows that come all too early on January afternoons.
It has been a sunny day with temperatures in the low 40s, perfect for a trip to the park with the dog for a mile-and-a-half walk. Sunrises and sunsets are inching in the right direction, and one could almost think that winter has given up the ghost. Don’t bet on it.
The lovely weather and calm winds encouraged me to start a burn of yard refuse. During last month’s Arctic blast, we lost a few small evergreens, and they will make an impressive bonfire. But I put the burn off for another day.
Thought In Memory Of Thomas Brown
When you come to see you are not as wise today as you thought you were yesterday, you are wiser today.
— Anthony de Mello