Another snow storm has hit Minnesota this April. That's two in about as many weeks. Rain fell first, freezing the tops on the bird feeders. Tulips have turned a kind of sickly dark green, and the budding shrubs are coated with a crystalline shell. It would all be sort of pretty if it weren't so miserable outside.
Chip-Chip is nowhere to be seen, and the robin above probably regrets returning here from a warmer, friendlier migratory home.
Under these conditions, Chip-Chip is probably curled up and snoozing in his burrow while the wind above howls away. I'll stay inside and read the newspaper. Then after that, I might be tempted to dig my own burrow.
Much of the world is not a happy place for chipmunks. I think I'll stock up on sunflower seeds--when it stops snowing.
Much of the world is not a happy place for chipmunks. I think I'll stock up on sunflower seeds--when it stops snowing.
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