Florida critters are not lovers of the cold. This squirrel stared balefully at me until I left him a small pile of seeds at the base of his tree. Free food seems to warm the hearts of small furry creatures. I think I saw him shiver.
Atop one of our walls of the garden, a hawk sat perched and puffed waiting for some mourning dove or other songbird to wait too long at the birdfeeder and become a fine breakfast. 
My morning haiku on twitter yesterday was brought on by a brilliant red male cardinal perched in a shaft of sunlight, waiting for the world to warm up. He looked for all the world like he just wanted to keep flying south.
Songbird in winter
Scarlet feathers in sunlight
A puff of cardinal
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