Melting ice for water. It’s so pretty. It looks like thick glass.
It’s a goldfinch convention. They are usually here with the grosbeaks, but the grosbeaks are late today and the goldfinches have the place to themselves, for a bit.
Cheeks is having a good day. It’s warm in a sunbeam on a lap and her head is high. She’s wearing a festive holiday scarf.
She can see herself (and me) in the mirror of my computer screen, which is hilarious. Do the think the scarf is “me”?