I walked the kids to school. Fortunately I had turned on the coffee-maker prior to leaving, because shortly after I got home, the power went out. It always goes out with a desperate, fearful shriek at our house (the carbon monoxide detector is easily panicked).
Witch-hazel, same plant as this.
Post coffee, with nothing else to do in a powerless house, I gathered up camera and golf umbrella and headed to the park to see how old friends were coping with the snowfall.
Goldilocks the contorted willow.
The sumac branches are either exulting in the snow, or railing against it.
Flicker displaying novel feeding method.
When I returned home an hour later, the power was back on. In the back yard the same old birds were there (Spotted Towhee, juvenile White-crowned Sparrow, Song Sparrow, Dark-eyed Junco, European Starling, House Finch, Northern Flicker). It really is high time for something new to show up. These are indeed the winter doldrums.
At least the flicker was doing something novel. She was hanging beneath the suet cage, chipping suet from the bottom so that crumbs would land on her chest. Then she would lap them up, using herself as a tabletop.