To my delight, as I sipped Earl Grey on the porch this afternoon, I gazed at a blanket of snow as far as I could see. Like many others in Central Oregon, I am anxious for spring, having a last chance snow is a great bon voyage to winter. Though, to shy to congregate on the porch, the Killdeer and Robin joined me in the farewell toast to the cold. Content to monitor the flakes from the “critter bush”, aptly named for the families of quail often seen rummaging at its leafy base, the Killdeer, Robin, and I observed this afternoons unseasonable events with the pause and calm that often accompanies a cup of tea. Snow sport enthusiasts will have their spring ski at Mount Bachelor, river rats will have their CCF, the Killdeer, Robin, and I will have our cup of tea, and we will all have “free refills“.