A wintery mix

"Seashore"
16"x20 acrylic on canvas
collection of Ricky and Terry Hall

As a gesture of defiance of all things January, here's one to take you to the ocean, all warm winds and salt water, the sound of the waves and the hot blank sand punctuated by finely articulated seashells. *sigh*

It's been either sleeting, snowing, or raining here all day, and darkness is just now falling. There's a half-dozen bright-red cardinals in a sapling just off our balcony, puffed out so much their scarcely identifiable as birds. In the next sapling over there's a single female cardinal along with four little greyish birds that I don't know the name of, but they have a pretty song. I've been trying to coax the little guys up on the porch where they could at least be dry, Mark is going to be sweeping birdseed out of the cracks for the next week and a half, but they're so fluttery and jumpy- they always end up right back out there in the trees.

At least the squirrels have the good sense to stay wherever their version of "inside" is- haven't seen one of them today, and they usually spend all available daylight hours chasing each other up and down the larger trees.

So here's to winter weather *raising glass of water* and to desperately hoping that every resident of Durham has the good sense to keep their butts off the road, because goodness knows that Southerners cannot and should not drive in this sort of mess. *drinks deeply*

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