Yesterday there was snow on the ground with a fierce wind blowing about. I watched the grackles play with the wind, soaring, riding the currents up and down. Every once and a while they would flip themselves over and fly upside down; then they would see if they could glide in a circle, egging each other on and cheering at their success. Over at the pond the drake and the hen were bathing. It took me a while to see the hen; her camouflage is so good. Zoe joined me and off they flew.