Schoolboys' Winter Morning

Filigree veil of frost, edging the outline of the picture window, except here in the middle, where the heat register is.  Feeling the rising heat against my cheeks, where I gaze out from the middle of the sofa, catching the rising thermals warm embrace. 

Blue jays, parade of chickadees and sparrows, occasinal cardinal, visit my feeder. The dominant bird of the moment eagerly pecking at the opening, stuffed to a standstill by a seedjam of sunflower seeds, most drop to the snow covered garden below, where the lesser visitors busily munch.

Roads not yet plowed, neither is the driveway nor walkway _ sledding definitely, but first the driveway with dad.

The whistle came at 7am, it's official, "No school!"