I picked up the glass vase in which I'd been trying to root an azalea twig, and the glass fell to pieces. I should have brought it inside days ago because it had a narrow neck and the freezing water had nowhere to go.
After a cold start, the temperature rose into the 60s, but the wind that brought the warmth brought clouds as well, so it didn't feel so warm. Still, between the wind and the temperature, no birds visited the feeders at lunch time. I glimpsed a few hooded mergansers fishing their way upstream.
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