Wet snow is falling, with the temperature just at the freezing point.
I walked the dogs a quarter mile or so into the national forest, the road sloppy underfoot. Fisher's gallops left gigantic paw prints.
Across the valley the snowplow blade rattled on the state highway, hidden in the fog.
And several of the large juniper trees along our walk were peeping—full of juncos and other little birds.
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Extremely wet snow here and had to knock some off trees to save limbs. Same effect here - mobbed by juncos and white-crowned sparrows, the first of the season. Also the first seasonal appearance of the eastern blue jays. Where are the chickadees?
A few of the chickadees are here, but our feeders get mostly jays -- the little birds of winter have not yet settled in.
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