"The white snow looks beautiful, and covers everything my eyes can see..." -Craig Stone ( Life Knocks)
Spencer came early in the morning. He saw Howard. Howard liked leftover seeds. Spencer did not like seeds. But he liked Howard.
Spencer saw the finches. They sat on snow covered branches and peeped. Spencer watched them for a while. His tail swished in the snow.
Then it was dawn.
Poe watched Spencer from the front window. Orange. Like marmalade.LIke the sunsrise.
Trees hovered and quivered in snow. Gusts swooshed over the forest.
Thrushes trilled from stark branches. Winter still. Spring to come. Spencer padded onwards.
He saw the little black cat at his door. Poo stared. He was little.
Spencer roared his best cat roar. Poo didn't even budge. Then they stared at each other.
Satisfied, Spencer trotted over to see what the Stellar Jays were up to.
They were stuffing themselves with peanuts. Spencer swished his tail at them.
They didn't pay him any mind.
A year before, he and his brother Smokey would sit on the porch and watch all the flying snacks.
Today, Spencer found Raccoon tracks. Fun. He followed the tracks. There were a great many. Fun.
The sun warmed the snow. Spencer gazed longingly at the hummer. He was feeding high up . He would make a lovely flying snack.
Cordelia. On the fence. Observed Spencer . With calm and decorum. Spencer ignored her. She was far too pretty....
Spencer had found a Grackle. Screeching away in the cherry tree. Way up high.
Why oh why did snacks have to be so far away?
More Raccoon tracks. Sniff. Sniff. Deer jelly beans everywhere. Sniff. Sniff.
Spencer's paws were getting cold. Snow was cold. He sat on the covered porch and beamed.
Come out and play. He said. Come out and visit.
He left paw prints in the snow. Like his brother used to. . All those winters before......
"Deep in the winter, amidst falling snow, I feel you still here, such is the mystery to fear..." -Loreena McKennit
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