
My words would only get in the way of the loveliness.

My words would only get in the way of the loveliness.

It seem that there is the potential for us to experience a ‘major icing event’ to use Environment Canadas’ phrase this weekend. I am a weather junkie – I surf Environment Canada, the US National Weather Service, Weather Network, Weather Underground, Intellicast.
Not out of fear or because I Freak Out about the weather. There is too much Freaking Out about the weather by weather forecasting services, I very rarely watch teh forecaster’s videos. Instead I enjoy learning about the weather, like to read the various forecasts, then try to get my own sense of what may happen.
It seems there is a high probability of some icing this weekend, so we will hunker down and settle in. I’ve requested some good movies from the library – The King’s Speech, The Madness of King George, Lawrence of Arabia, two Lord of the Rings movies, The Ides of March.

I heard a quiet cry from overhead.After a moment I triangulated it to our Manitoba maple, then to this hawk. I am nearly certain it was a Sharp-shinned Hawk because I have seen one before,and because we are more likely to see this species than a Cooper’s Hawk in this habitat. It flew on after a few moments. The hawk will likely return because of my participation in Project FeederWatch. Feeding songbirds means setting the table for their predators. I don’t enjoy that but it is an inevitable result, and it is a part of life.

The moon was rising shortly after I left work. Though looking forward to getting home, actually usually in a hurry to get to the place I am blessed to share with three dogs and my marvellous wife, I had to stop and admire. A flock of Canada geese in the near distance heading to their night roost calling to one another lent timelessness and enchantment. It’s important to me to keep in at least minimal contact with my world, this wonderful world around me.

Winter sunrises are so beautiful. The starkness of the snow, the muted colours of the landscape, seem to force me to more deeply see and appreciate the colours of the sunrise and the sky. I love sunrises during this time of year.

This Mourning Dove rested on a branch of our Manitoba Maple after feeding.