It had seemed to me that the crowds had thinned as cooler temperatures are here and perhaps the sissies among them had headed South for the winter.
But she said she still sees flocks come in during the late afternoon to get their last drinks.
(It's always 5 o'clock somewhere, right?)
Then a short time ago I was visited by this sleek creature just outside my window.
Just after that he was up on the bird bath, checking the water temperature with one foot.
And I remember as a young lad in North Dakota, the sparrows used to be present all year around so I don't think they'll be leaving to avoid what we Arizonans jokingly refer to as cold weather.
(It's 73 Fahrenheit as I'm typing this at nearly 5 in the afternoon.)
