There's something about scraping the first thick frost off the windscreen in the mornings. The sun is bright in the cloudless sky showing the full moon against a crisp blue background, stunning.
The bird feeder is 4/5 full, although the pesky squirrel appears to have knocked the peanut feeder onto the ground, probably couldn't be bothered with the usual contortions in the cold, hanging upside down and twisiting to his side, and threw it down....
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