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LEBANON, OH -- It’s late January in Warren County. Snow has covered the lawn for more than three weeks. The furnace is getting little rest, and neither is the fireplace. Wildlife has had to alter their eating habits to make it through this cold stretch.
The Robin isn’t finding his favorite morsel, the earthworm. Instead he has had to develop a taste for suet and sunflower seed at my feeding station. I can’t remember seeing that before.
Likewise, the Eastern Bluebird stops by the feeders once in a while because his favorite insects, fruits and berries are nowhere to be found now. And the rabbit has had to nibble on the dry stems of Goldenrod and Multiflora Rose because my vegetable and flower gardens don’t provide the goodies he liked to dine on during the growing season.
I haven’t been driving the county backroads enjoying the rural scenery and watching for a deer. Those roads are the last to get attention from the plows and salt trucks, and I don’t want to risk doing anything stupid like sliding into a ditch. Instead, I have spent a little time contemplating how others feel about winter so I can tell if I’m on the same page with most people. With a bit of web browsing, I found some quotes that I am sharing here with credit to their authors.
― Edith Sitwell
― John Steinbeck, Travels with Charley: In Search of America
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
― Yoko Ono
― George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows
― Mary Oliver
― Patricia Briggs, Dragon Blood
― Anne Bradstreet, The Works of Anne Bradstreet
― Sara Raasch, Snow Like Ashes
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Last Night I Sang to the Monster