Monday, December 22, 2008

Resilient little beings

It was so cold yesterday, I could see the chickadee's breath, cottony clouds of white. There were three of the fluffy little guys hanging around the feeder as the sun fell, as well as two mice who ventured out from under the shed to collect any seeds the birds had missed.


mike-mike said...




in the ice

feed for thee

pleases me

mighty mice

birdies fly

in the sky

RachelW said...

Mike-mike, I think perhaps you should write children's books!

Kyddryn said...

Bless you, darlin', for remembering to look after the smallest of our kin!

Which reminds me - I need to go clean and fill the feeder!

Shade and Sweetwater,