A Little Winter Miscellany
on a Frigid January Day...
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in-depth view... have fun!

When you're greeted with a 6º reading at 10 AM, it's time to head back inside (after filling the feeders), to huddle in the warm kitchen. Since I'd just hung the last suet cake, and since I could find no raw suet in the stores, it was time to get down to some serious cooking.
And here (ta-dah!) are the results!

I melted down fat I'd been saving in the freezer and added shortening, as well. I then stirred in about 1/2 of a large jar of chunky peanut butter. After this combo cooled further, I added a container of hominy grits, a large container of bread crumbs, half a container of cornmeal, half a box of raisins (plumped up over steam), chopped peanuts and mixed birdseed. I then added flour, until the right consistency was reached... you need muscles for this recipe, as the final product should be a stiff dough. Pressed into recycled suet cake holders and other containers, it made enough for eight cakes.

A bird's eye view! Now, what self-respecting, hungry, fat-seeking, cholesterol-relishing songbird wouldn't like these? They were then wrapped and popped into the freezer... next time one of the suet cages is empty, we'll try these out ~ let's hope it's a popular menu item!

Lucy's noontime outing (by now it was a tropical 12º!) revealed many subjects, just waiting for an amateur photographer. I obliged. I discovered that my beloved icicles, now gone from the roof, were alive and well and living on my shrubs... cascading down from juniper, to smokebush and rose-of-sharon and thence onto the 'Blue Princess' holly.

This one looks like some sort of jewelry ~
a pendant, perhaps?

Like some kind of ice fossils.

Great globs of icicles,
anchored firmly to the snow beneath.

The midday sun felt good, even at 12º F.

My Hinoki Cypress is still frosted from the last storm.

Melting snow of several days ago,
has turned into mini icicles.

Back inside, after poor Lucy's little tootsies got too cold.
We had lunch, then it was time to start playing with photos.
I couldn't resist sharing some of my favorites...

I mentioned, earlier, that I had icicles -
do I ever have icicles!
So, you'll find a few more here.



Lucy, after one of our recent storms, wondering why
"Mom" hasn't shoveled her granite steps, yet. After all,
they provide access to the feeding stations and prime
squirrel hunting grounds.

"Nightcicles" ~ taken while hanging out of a back
window around midnight... a personal favorite.

"Corlisscicles" ~ Taken at the nursery,
one intensely bright day.

Backyard Detective at work!

Christmas Eve

New Year's Eve, as yet another storm begins.

Behind a veil of falling snow, starlings gather,
staging a raid on the suet feeders.

Frosty storm door reveals intricate patterns...

Are they snowflakes or ferns? They remind me of both.

'Golden Girl' holly, recovering after another
of Mother Nature's windfalls.

Yup! Won't be long now, before we're enjoying
our little patio, off the cellar... reading, rocking.
But, not just yet, thank you! Brrr!

Go ahead, pull up a seat - put your feet up!
Help yourself to a nice slice of my snow layer cake!
(A little ironic that this "cake" is actually
my copper fire pit, eh?)

Wasn't that cake to your liking?
Well, try this one, then!

Or, go out front and check out this cake pedestal.

Oh, no... my cake has fallen! Actually, time to fill it with
water, as this is the birdbath kept open in the winter.
Although at 12º, it won't stay open for long.

Sorry - couldn't help myself!
(I realize not everyone shares my enthusiasm for
these crystals - it all started when I was a child and
our old, drafty windows became gloriously frosted,
when the temperatures plunged.)

GardenAuthor's summer office is not open for business,
nor is the birdwatching/squirrelwatching bench.
However, the grumpy bulldog stands guard over
the winter landscape.

Dripping icicles...
notice the 4th from the left has just dripped
(no mean feat to capture these, either!)

Another obsession - night snow!

I just love the giant, ridged ones!

Juvenile Cooper's Hawk... saved the best for last!
Unfortunately, he's discovered the feeding stations,
but has yet to eat the songbirds. This is my best bird
photo, to date... he was about 20' from my window.
Deadly, but gorgeous!
Remember those starlings in the snowstorm?
Maybe he'll find them tasty... they arrive in
herds (not flocks) and wipe out all the food,
scaring away the nice birds. So, I say - help
yourself to starlings, "Cooper!"
All Text & Photos: ©Deb Lambert 2009