One of my favorite birds is the Junco.  I'm told they are here year round, but I seem to only see them just before Thanksgiving until the end of winter.  I get all excited, like a kid, when I first see one near my feeders.  Years ago, one hit my den window and fell, head first, into the snow below the window.  I went outside, pulled him out and held him in my hands, wrapped in a soft towel until he was ready to fly again and then let him go near my feeders.

It's just one of those experiences that means so much in my life.

Enjoy your day and seek small miracles along the way.