It’s still cold.
It’s still snowing.
The little birds sitting on the back fence seem fairly content and well-fed, though.
I am more or less hibernating.
By “hibernating” I mean that I am wearing fuzzy sweaters when I can get Tessa to stop napping on them, drinking warm beverages, burying myself in research, and writing something that is not yet novel-shaped.
Now Tessa is sitting on the sweater that I’m currently wearing. Joy.
Paul · January 25, 2011 at 6:19 pm
Even allowing for some fluffing of feathers in the cold, those birds really are about as rotund as they come.
I hope you’re enjoying your hibernation. I think you’ve found the best way of spending the winter.
erin · January 25, 2011 at 9:43 pm
Truly, I am surprised that they do not roll right off the fence.
I am enjoying it, when I can feel my toes. I hope you’re staying warm, too!
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