Valentine's Day Tragedy...

The day was cold but ice and snow were trying to melt.  We had hopes of a snow leaving day but it didn't work out.

All my life I've been warned of the danger of icicles.  Never believed them!  Now I know.  The death of the recyclable bag of cans was very sad.  Impaled with a great force never to be whole again.

Then the depression and tragedy of the season made itself very clear to me.  I should follow the birds and go further South.  This poor bird house is uninhabitable.  The tragedies abound.

The frozen bird house cried out to me

reflecting  the essence of this season.

The Red Mule still stands tall.

The snow remains.

Happy Valentine's Day!

May yours be filled with sunshine and smiles.