The birds are wearing overcoats.
I am considering learning to knit, I will make them all tiny little scarves.
Maybe little mittens for their feet.
It is so cold out, I wonder if their feet stick to the metal bars on the feeder ... similar to stories my husband told me about being in Siberia, if you came in from the cold and drank warm tea, your teeth could break kind of stories.
The roads are clear and the sun is shining, I am going shopping.
I am going to buy large bags of bird seed. ( and yarn ? )
I will get ready-made food from the cafe in Chatham so I won't have to bother cooking for just one.
It is fun if it is for two, it can be creative and interesting but so far, for just one with little appetite, it is a waste of energy.
I will see how the roads are, probably fine, and drive farther away and visit a Pottery Barn or Pier One and find something things for the house .. for me.
Mostly I need something for my kitchen windows.
Due to childhood trauma ( another story-another time) I have this "thing" about uncovered windows at night.
They become mirrors.
You can't tell if Godzilla is on the other side of that glass.
Actually, Godzilla would not frighten me as much as something else ..but you get my point.
And one of the good points about this kitchen/house is the windows.
Panoramic giant windows at the end of the kitchen, the part where I cook, prepare, wash , everything.
So at night it is wide open to the peepers out there ... I know, bears are not interested in what I am wearing but still, it gives me the creeps.
I also want to find a Starbucks.
I want to sit somewhere with other people around and not feel like I am the only person on this frozen planet called Upstate .
Maybe in all my wanderings, I will discover a kitten place .. you never know what I might come home with.