…perhaps enough to tide the early robins over.

A day below freezing, with a moderate north wind—but, sunny, and with a hint of spring in the air and light. (actually a perfect day for iceboating, of course.)

Pax felt like walking today, which was nice, although always hunting. He can find a tiny morsel of discarded protein in a vast field, under a foot of crusty snow. While he finds hunting enjoyable, I frown on it and try to discourage the behavior. Plenty food at home.