Babushka fed the birds, today!

>Snow, snow, snow we rarely get it. Today was a blizzard! Woweee! The children made their snowman and snow fort. My entertainment was my birdfeeder. The snow came down profusely. Large and massive flakes, like we rarely see in this North Carolina climate. It was a sentimental snow. It only lasts a day or so here, so we drink in the delights. I went to work making the cocoa and the biscuits and the soup and let the weather do the rest. My chicken soup was simmering and I looked out and thought, perhaps the birdfeeder is empty. Even though my sparrow guests weren't complaining. I went out to check and sure enough, it was empty. The whole family stood around the window near the birdfeeder, making up stories about the interaction that we saw. Those little birdies pollywollydoodled and entertained us most of the day.