Last night was the coldest day of the year with temperatures dipping into the single digits. It was still pretty frigid in the morning when I went for my daily hike. The cold didn’t seem to bother any of the birds; unlike ourselves they just plod along as usual and some even seem invigorated by the chill. This red-shouldered hawk was perched in a meadow looking for lunch.
This brown thrasher was busy flipping leaves and “thrashing” about as usual.
The golden-crowned kinglet was as hyperactive as always. Maybe he should switch to decaf.
I hope you were able to get outdoors and enjoy the crisp cold air.
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