Title? Can't think of one.

From 3-4:30 a.m. today, I was playing Free Cell and Super Collapse 2 on the computer while trying to breathe through a head packed with snot. Beware. I have a low fever and dizzy mind right now but haven’t resorted to narcotics yet - just lots of water and a bottle of Robitussin. With every cough, I am reminded to purchase some Depends.

Arctic air blew in after a warm weekend and I’m talking about a record-setting low on Tuesday night of 21 Fahrenheit. That’s cold but not as cold as my previous region farther north. My blood has thinned since moving south. And I shiver.

Now I'm wondering, what is the point of this post? The photos are ready but I don't know what to say. I’ll wing it.

I’ve accepted the changing seasons and embrace the silhouettes.

Let’s have it. We all need a rest.

There certainly is a striking photo to be had, if you look for it. It's always there. This one is not striking but what the hell.

These are dark days, indeed. All around the world. I want to be hopeful and look forward to some light. Badly.

Hearing Feliz Navidad on the radio is annoying so early (and anytime), but I am, at last, enjoying the sunlight’s sparkles on my Thanksgiving arrangement.

The menu is set.

In the back yard, I’m smiling.



Juncos are here.



And shy sparrows of the lovely variety – White Throated Sparrows and Song Sparrows, Chipping Sparrows. The unpopular ones might be gone, for now...

During the frigid nights and days this week, I spread good seed on the ground near the feeder area for them

and a bowl of grapes and a few nuts for you-know-who, the resident bully.

I’m ready to open my bird buffet again! Next sunny weekend, I’ll clean the feeders and keep the camera charged for some close-up action.

Dear readers,

For a few weeks, I’ve been slipping away from the blog thing. Being overloaded with stuff, I sit here with the worst cold I’ve had in years. I want to thank my new readers and my dear old ones for stopping by. I’ll be lurking occasionally until I feel refreshed again.

One of the best benefits of full-time employment at a community college is the two-week paid break over the holidays. The perk keeps me going all year. On the last day of work beginning the break, I’ll pull into the garage, walk into the kitchen, collapse on the floor, and yell heyall yeah!

This evening, I aimed to finish some light chores and get some rest. At 6pm, I came here to write the text for this post and this is what I found.

Someone was into the Puffs. All over the house.

The stuff never ends, I tell you.