"There are 33 cardinals in the tree outside my room," she shouted to me from downstairs. And there were. The tree was like a bird waiting room.
Yesterday was the snowiest day of them all. The snow fell in piles, piles so deep they coerced my car to get stuck in the driveway so I couldn't drive to work.
Stuck or not stuck, the snow wouldn't hide its beauty, and the cardinals were celebrating it. All 33 of them were chattering, fluttering, twittering as they took turns at the feed.
