All Aboard

The bird population increased exponentially in our neighborhood, seemingly overnight, since the mercury hit 60F a few days ago. PR says he thinks they all hopped the same train north.

But this morning when we headed out for our jog, the thermometer was frozen at 28F. There was Robin Redbreast perched on the roof, puffed up to three times his normal size; feathers pointing in all directions.

I think he was contemplating the quickest route to Union Station.