All the other photos came out side ways. 

At the Adams bird feeder, six birds were enjoying their breakfasts, while I had my oatmeal soaking for 20 minutes.

I made a good start in my new short story I WILL TESTIFY, based on a true story I read in the Times Chronical. 

Also began a new crossword puzzle. Very helpful for my brain. 

What's a bishop's hat called, or something like dat.

I do these upstairs in bed with a pen.

Sitting here on red couch it is very cold.

COLD

Drafts seep inside as I refuse to cover my China-made

pajamas with nearby bedspread, as I await the music

of Mailman Dante. Earlier this morning I saw

birds peeking in my bay window, feathers fluffed out

I am simply terrified that when I open my red front door

they will fly inside and chase me the hell out.