Winter is stuck here

We woke to dire warnings from the weatherman on the radio that if we venture outside, we could be faced with -38 degree windchill.

It was the same yesterday. So we don't really venture. Ginger pokes her nose out and dives into the chest high (for her) snow and does her abulutions and then bounds right back to the door. She leaves her breath in clouds behind her as she comes back inside.

I filled the bird feeder but I haven't seen any little birds. I can't fathom how a chickadee makes it through the winter, because they don't migrate and we hear them in the trees when the weather warms up and we go for a winter walk. We hold our hands out with seeds on our palms. They land with a little flutter like a sigh, choose a seed and flitter off to eat it or bury it in a crack in the bark of a nearby tree.

Yesterday I saw 3 eagles. One was flying over the school yard probably 20 feet in the air. She barely cleared the roof tops as she crossed the road on her low flight path. I have never seen one so low or so close to population. I wonder if she had a house pet snack on her mind. Strange though because there are still lots of smaller water birds which would be easy picking on the river.

Then I saw two more flying beside the road as we drove over the river on our way back to town.

They are bald eagles and two were probably nestlings from last year. Their heads were not as white and regal as their parent's.