at the edge of another road, stopped when we approached in the car, waited, then warily proceeded to walk, finally flew to the other side as we started up the car again. The road was deserted except for us.
On this nice, sunny, cool day I hung up one of the winter bird feeders, which soon attracted the chickadees and nuthatches. The woodpeckers tried their best to get a seed, too, and it made me think of the suet cakes they like most of all.
On most mornings recently, we have been privileged to see the Canada Geese fly over the house. We don't see them at first; there is only a distinct sound in the distance that builds to an exhilarating pitch as the flocks pass above the trees and head towards the water.