Roads in D/FW area are sheets of ice today, maybe even more treacherous than yesterday. Lots of businesses didn't open. My optometrist was closed so I have to re-schedule the fitting of some bifocal contacts.
I live in an apartment complex not far from the airport that looks ordinary enuff from the parking lot. A bunch of nondescript 3-story buildings. But my second story unit backs up to a wooded area and that's all that is visible from the rather large patio that I screened in against the onslaught of summer mosquitos and other critters. (There are bugs here that can stand flat-footed and f*** a turkey.)
Sitting out there with a radiant heater and a hat and heavy coat smoking a Vega Talanga tercio that wasn't too bad I counted the following:
3 male cardinals with firey red-orange color
3 female cardinals more subtly dressed, and to me the more exquisite of the species
2 or 3 bluejays
a robin
several titmouses (titmice?)
several junkos
some black-capped chickadees
some old-world sparrows and a million or so of the common variety
a red-tailed squirrel (fox-squirell?)
a bunny
My esposa keeps the bird feeder full of seed.
Too damned cold out there, but the sun peeped out and shined up the white stuff frozen across the forest floor. Beautiful day. Rod Stewart singing You Go To My Head from his new CD. Now for some hot soup and a blood-pressure pill. And how's your day going? Whatcha smokin'?