Monday, February 3, 2025

Piedmont, early February

 Two male cardinals that had shared the feeders all winter without bloodshed were fighting this morning.

I think of February as a sneaky month for winter storms, made worse by the human tendency to plant too early out of a longing for spring. The battle of the cardinals made me a panentheist for an hour. Humans aren’t the only ones who think spring is almost here.

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