Bleak midwinter suits me. I am happily fully-dressed, with a smile on my face, a hat on my head, and some really cute mittens (that daughter Gillian has knitted for me), to warm my hands.
I have positioned several birdfeeders outside so that we can catch a glimpse of avian wildlife from various windows in our house.
The birds outdoors have discovered their winter water source: our grotto pond fountain.
A bluebird, waiting his turn.