This morning I watch a lone magpie doing his thing, just as the sun arrived on our side of the mountain. He was so happy, taking a snow bath at one stage, and showing off his flying prowess by zooming the shed. Just joy. He hasn't got a friend yet. Winter must be tough for a bird on their own. He's stayed close to the village and seems to work hard at keeping himself amused.
I wish I had a fraction of his energy.