Though Lawrence has had a few fleeting snowfalls so far this year, it is not looking much like a winter wonderland outside these days, with hopes of a white Christmas being dashed quicker than a one-horse open sleigh gliding through the snow.
The bluebird may have gone away, but this bird pictured below is here to stay, singing a love song outside my frosted window pane this afternoon, nestled up cozy in a thicket of wheat.
Fear not, blog followers: with plans to travel to both Minnesota and Iowa this holiday season, surely Emily and I will bring you a picture or two of that white Christmas of which you are dreaming!
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