Early in the morning a white-breasted nuthatch checks to see if I have anything to offer for breakfast.
I was standing watching some ducks when this deer stepped out of the thicket. I couldn't tell if he knew I was there but I was clearly not the object of her interest.
After a week of minus 20 to minus 30 nights this morning dawned warm at just around freezing. The geese were awake and murmuring among themselves but all else was quiet and still.
