F.A.C. and My Little Red Bird

"Oxygen into your lungs, brings fresh hope into your heart." - an Anonymous Smart Person

Does anyone have a recipe for homemade Finch food? Now that red bird and I are BFFs I'd love to keep him fat and happy.

I was madly trying to get my work done by high noon on Friday because it was the kick off to another fine year of fooling around for myself and KC.

As I pounded away on my computer, I heard a noise, glanced up to see that my little red bird was back again. This time, peering through an open window so I could snap a better shot.

 Morning frost sprinkles sparkly diamonds on the snow.

Allow me to repeat what I typed up above, just in case you missed it. Red Bird was peering through my open window.

While it's 26 BELOW zero at my brother's house, (he gets no sympathy from me; I told him to move) and miserably cold in all corners of the blogosphere... We're blessed with bright skies and comfy temps.

Which prompted us to don our snowshoes and hit the trail on our first 2010 FAC snowshoe adventure.

* FAC is short for Friday Afternoon [Hiking] Club, invented last year to stave off boredom, get in shape and embrace the wild world that surrounds us.

After 12 solid months of regular meetings we still only have 2.5 members: KC, Bad Dog and me. As I type this, all stiff and sore from yesterday's hard work, it's dawning on me as to why it's so hard for us to recruit new members!  :)

PS: This is my backyard. Those tracks behind the always stylin' KC is proof positive we actually left the yard. Dig that bright red flower adorning her cap!