The daffodils get snowed on at least once each spring, so while we didn’t get any measurable snow I’m hoping that yesterday’s frigid temperatures were the required spring slap back to winter, reminding us not to get ahead of ourselves.
The Bluebirds and eggs took it like birds and appear to be fine. There was enough heat generated by mom sitting on the nest to completely fog up the frozen camera lens. She came out a few times to refuel on meal worms and then got back to the monotony of turning and sitting, Turning and sitting all for the good of the offspring and the world. Like most moms.