I finally got a recognizable picture of Mr. Cardinal, he being half of our one pair of cardinals that is spending the winter with us. Mrs. was nowhere to be seen when I captured this purdy fella on our snow covered deck.
This is a Mourning Dove that we've seen off and on all winter. He (she?) seems to be a loner (I think Mourning Doves mate for life). He looks healthy so I feel he's doing okay hanging around us and our cold temps even though his kind doesn't usually prefer our locale in the winter.
We're back to more normal winter time temperatures. We've been in the low 20s for about 24 hours now. We had somewhere around 3" of snow overnight and beautiful, large flakes have drifted lazily down most of the day today. All is coated with white. A sight to behold.
Guess I got a little too mouthy about my cold not being bothersome. Moan. Groan. Arrgh. Since about noon yesterday, I've been pretty uncomfortable. Headache, swollen glands, whole neck is tender to the touch, no appetite, drippy nose, a cough if I talk much and having trouble sleeping at night. I'm beginning to fear my husband is getting attached to his makeshift sleeping quarters in my quilt room. He says he's sleeping well in there and shows no sign of wanting to come back into the vicinity of my snoring/gurgling/choking. I was so exhausted at 2 o'clock this afternoon that I laid down and slept for two hours. (Mama Pea taking a nap in the daytime? She MUST be sick.)
I'm thinking good thoughts, keeping the liquids flowing and know this will pass soon. I'm very glad I have the appointment for another lymph massage tomorrow. If I can just live that long.