I awakened to bird song this morning!
Yes, its still cold, yes, there're inches and inches of snow still on the ground, yes, there are two-foot-high grey drifts and filthy snowplow spoor everywhere --- and NO, I didn't have to endure an entire winter, I was away for a good chunk of it but still, I am so awearied of winter this year, (which'll make some scenes in the Selfish Giant a great deal easier to write.)
And oh, a BIRD was singing! Aloud! (yes, they're around and get fed all winter, but understandably, they're a bit closed-mouthed...)
A bird!
SINGING!
Universalis, your very own breviary in pixels...
