This morning the day started out at –3 Celsius. There was frost hanging off the trees, and the birds were so happy to gather round the bread I threw out. Some stay on the grass or frost, and eat, others grab and fly away fast. This one sat for a while, and was joined by about 6 others.
This garden is planted with tulips, daffodils, earlicheer, freesias, and more.Another bird, this one has a patch of white feathers on his neck.
Tomorrow will be a white lawn again, we have ZERO Celsius at 8 p.m.
Quotation of the day, from Samuel Taylor Coleridge“
The frost performs its secret ministry,
Unhelped by any wind”
Cheers from Jean