God feeds the sparrows

I'm used to sparrows coming to visit, but these were the tiny delightful kinds.

I can't tell if the snow brought out the sparrows or the warm days that are coming. We have so little snow in our neighborhoods that the children hardly ever would have a snow day, if it weren't for some very kind school superintendents and thinkers who give us a family day, whenever Jack Frost pops his head out. Friday and Saturday were just such days. Saturday would have been the makeup day for last weeks unseemly frost and freeze day. The children were elated at the freezing weather. We played, the children played a board game{the first time in a long time}.

Little Sparrow and I

have a new code at work for when I am running late from break or lunch. She sits on the side of the building with no perch whatsoever as if to say, you are cutting it close. I didn't take heed and lost 5 whole minutes in the morning the other morning. Now I am aware of her code. I thought she was just showing off to me. She was picking up worms and then did that fancy trick and I do know that showing off is not like the sparrows at all. They are so very humble all of the time, except in emergencies, like when "Mommy" is late for work, at work. "Go figure"