This morning I opened the garage door to see a white coating of fresh snow covering the grass and the driveway and the trees.  Mentally I had a few choice words to say about this unexpected situation.  And then I saw and heard my old friend, the red-shouldered hawk circling above my yard.  I listened to the hawk and thought we had a similar reaction to this nasty snow on the ground.  I thought he sounded angry.  Maybe I was reading too much into it.  Listen for yourself.
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