I haven’t had the best luck weather-wise at Marie Curtis Park this year. On Monday it was -19 degrees with the wind. On January 17, we had the largest Toronto-area blizzard since 1978.
This morning’s temperature was around freezing but there was a very chilly east wind.
Despite the conditions (rain, freezing rain and ice pellets at various moments), a good-sized group was on hand:
We saw Cooper’s Hawks on two occasions:
We like March, his shoes are purple,
He is new and high
Makes he mud for dog and peddler,
Makes he forest dry. – Emily Dickenson (1830–86)