Snow on the milkweed,
an unexpected delight to me and the birds. Early morning and a hard, and wet snow pelted our windows. I feared it was the dreaded "wintery mix" of New England, which is a rather chilly version of sleet. Instead, it turned to a softer fluff and has stuck elegantly to all of the plants. The milkweed is like a popsicle for the birds, keeping the seeds around a bit longer. Of course, our suet feeder has been a fully seated restaurant today, with impatient customers.
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