2/26/08

Tuesday, 8:30 AM. Temperature 14 degrees, barometer predicts partly sunny weather. Wind W, calm. Fog obscures the Island, the sky is overcast, and a very light snow I falling. The fog is rising, condensing and coming down as snow. Huge, fluffy flakes like miniature parachutes, which fall down, up and all around. Joan says it is like being inside a child’s snow globe that has been shaken up.
The birds are flocking to the feeders this morning: chickadees, goldfinches, bluejays, female downy woodpecker, juncos, white breasted nuthatches, chipping sparrow and tree sparrow. The white pines in the backyard are alive with small birds.
It is a very quiet morning, absolutely silent in the woods, only the voice of a distant crow breaking the stillness. The deer are beginning to be active in the woods, and there are several well-trod trails crossing the walking path.