I was sitting here in front of the fire a minute ago. The blinds were still shut but I could hear a robin singing outside the window. My wife came by and opened the blinds and commented that it was snowing.

I looked up and sure enough, couple inches of snow on the ground and still coming down hard, and there's that Robin sittin in our bare-limbed maple tree screeching his little heart out! Go Figure!

I can identify with that bird.

Roger

He or she is probably screaming for it's mate and kids to stop messing around and come in out of the snow! A robin in the snow must have been a beautiful site.

ROCK ON.......Trish