Doo, Doo, Doo, Lookin' Out My Backdoor...

Well, not really. In truth, I took these next few out my bedroom window. The first one makes me grin. Last Thursday, I was inside watching it snow, and pacing back and forth, waiting for Spring. These fellows are some of the few spots of color around in this drab, dead, season. I call this one, "The Original Sno-Cone"



Next, the female of the species. Not nearly as colorful as the males. These two just captured my mood perfectly.



Fast forward to today. Heard a familiar racket as I was walking past the same bedroom window. The meteorolgical snow is gone. The biological snows are not. Here's a quick indoor shot of the noise-makers.



Stepped outside to capture part of the flock. I love to listen to the racket they make, talking to each other all at once. Without the noise, and from a distance, there are so many of them, you could mistake them for left behind snow (of the meteorological type).



As I turn to walk back inside, the sun breaks through, finally! I hear another group coming in to join the crowd. Aim the camera skyward for one last shot, before heading in to the warmth of my shelter/prison. At least someone appears to be enjoying the weather.