Crossed paths

Wet snow fell for much of yesterday. This morning, I saw that a mouse and a fox had crossed paths during the night, seemingly not at the same time.

Surveyed.

On a gloomy day, a Dark-eyed Junco surveyed the scene below before dropping to the ground to glean bits of seed from below the bird feeder.

Tunnelled.

A mouse, or mice, tunnelled through the snow during the days before I took this photo. Snow was compacting and melting by this time, revealing their work.

Red sky at morning . . .

. . . sailor take warning.

The old saying certainly held true for non-sailors in southwest Ontario this week. After this lovely and marvellous Monday morning sunrise, the rest of the week was cloudy, rainy, chilly, with snow and ice melting and rivers rising.

Welcome to my first post of the new year. Let me know what you think!