Today, after work, I thought about hibernating. Instead I went to the gym. Snow has fallen steady all day long. I thought that since my plow contract ended on the weekend I could get plenty of exercise shoveling the driveway. Instead I went to the gym. As I walked down the sidewalk with the snow blowing sideways into my right ear I saw a little bird scuttling around the corner. "What are you doing here?" I ask the little killdeer. Poor little bird probably got confused in the snow storm and mistook a black, wet, shiny, salty parking lot for a lake. Normally, seeing the first killdeer of the year is a pleasant experience but not this year.
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