I rose from my bed to see what was the matter. It turned out to be the pitter patter of hundreds of little birdie feets on the roof! They rose en masse to fly away to the big oak trees in the pasture behind our house.
Large flocks have been coming through on their way to somewhere or other ahead of the winter storms. I am grateful that we have places for them to rest, eat and shelter. During the recent rain, robins splashed in the freezing puddles on the gravel driveway. They seemed happy about it all.