I was just standing in the window watching a cold, sunny
winter day. Did I mention it was cold? I watched a couple of airplanes cutting
across the pale blue winter sky, several cars drove down the road and a couple
came up the alley. I looked at the piles of snow in the back yard and the
frozen brown lumps that Buster deposited on the paths that I shovel for him. I
don’t need a thermometer to tell how cold it is, I just have to watch how close
to the door Buster makes his deposits. In the summer, he drops them at the far
end of the yard, but today we are talking just a few feet from the door. It’s
pretty cold.
I looked at the trees that were just scratches of brown and
white against the blue sky. Where the branches became smaller and more numerous,
it looked like a brown smudge or as it would look if I didn’t have my glasses
on. No leaves at all that I could see. I did see several birds, mainly Magpies,
but there were a couple of others just sitting on the branches looking pretty
miserable. Have you ever watched birds on a cold winter day? They don’t do a
lot of flying, but will glide every now and then to a new branch. I guess they
are looking for some place that is a little warmer than where they were.
I know that birds have a couple of different layers of
feathers that they will fluff up to keep themselves warm. I imagine that “warm”
is a relative term when you are an eight ounce bird and it is -30° C standing
on the bare branch of a birch tree watching how close the dog across the way is
shitting to the door. Birds have hollow bones, but I’m not sure if that keeps
them any warmer on cold days. Probably not. I hope that there is no feeling in
their feet, because they have no feathers to keep warm.
While I was looking at the magpies, I watched several V’s of
geese flying past. Who knows where they were going or what they were doing, it
is long past the time they should have flown south. We have thousands of geese
and ducks that choose to spend the winter in the parks and near the rivers where
the water never freezes over. They are bigger than the birds that have to stay
in the area and they also come equipped with down insulation.
I imagined the birds in the trees looking up in disgust at
the geese as they flew past in formation, wondering why they are still here
when they could be living it up in Mexico .
It would be the same look that I give to those people who have vacation homes
in Hawaii or the southern states
and are still here deep into February. When they say to me “I couldn’t spend
the whole season down there, I would miss the snow.” Well, fuck you! I put that
sentiment right up there with missing coughing, sneezing and having a runny
nose. You could check out snow on the internet if that’s what you really wanted
to do.
I’ll continue staring out the window at the birds until
sometime in April when the weather starts to get reasonable again. The birds
will keep hopping from branch to branch hoping to find a warm one and with any
luck those stupid geese will end up on a stick over some homeless guy’s fire.
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