We are in for a 'snowy' week.

Although it seems like it has snowed for two months in our area, we expect to see a lot more before it's over. The sound of snow-plows rumbling up our streets is what wakes you early on this Monday morning.  I wonder as I gaze out the window if I will always think of Lily when I see the fresh-fallen snow on the ground. I hope to never forget the feel of her soft white coat and the sound of her gentle purr. I should be so thankful for the time I had with her but damn....it's hard when they leave us.

Yesterday we dropped by our property to deliver a fridge and for me to fill the feeders once again. I won't be going out for a few days now so it was good to have a chance to do that. It's time to finish up some stuff at home.

I had lots of visitors while filling the trays and feeders. I noticed how chubby the Mourning Doves look lately. It could be that they are just puffed up because of the cold. They do eat a lot, though. One stays very still while I work around and seems to be quite comfortable with me there.

There were Chickadees, Tree Sparrows, Goldfinch, Nuthatch, Mourning Doves, Blue-jays, Woodpeckers, a gorgeous female Cardinal & the comedy trio of Black Crows. 

                                                    Mourning Dove and Sparrow

Chickadee

Joe's been helping me around the house this morning.

He's offered to flatten the tissue paper for me before I use it to wrap some dishes.

Ever so helpful when he's not kickin' up dust.

Thank you again for all your lovely comments. It is so comforting to know that others can understand this kind of loss and your words really are so appreciated and comforting. When Spring finally arrives, we will have Lily laid to rest beside her Ed. Two of the finest cats that ever lived.

 Stay toasty,
 Deb