Yesterday it was tee-shirt weather. I went out to fill the bird feeders and it was close to 70-degrees Fahrenheit or 21 degrees Celsius. So even though we knew it was going to snow today, we really didn’t think it was going to stick. And around here, it wasn’t snowing yet, but drive five miles north and suddenly, there’s a huge storm. It’s that heavy, wet snow that weighs a ton, quickly turns to slush, and in the right weather, ice.

One red squirrel and a fly-by Tufted Titmouse

Nice squirrel shares the feeder with the little bird.

So while we were fine here, north of us they are getting more than a foot. We are often on the border of storms, so sometimes they get a major storm just a couple of miles away, but we don’t get it here. On the other hand, sometimes they get nothing and…