A rainy day here in East Tennessee

This morning it is raining here in my little town of Newport.  It's in the 40's here and as I make my bed this am I am looking out in the backyard at a flock of robins and black cowbirds taking advantage of the rainy weather bringing worms up to the surface for them to snack on.  I am having some maudlin thoughts about birds today and remembering a day in 2013.  It was May - Springtime - or it should have been springtime.  this year we had a bad winter storm on May 2nd and 5th.  I remember the day before watching the birds flitting from tree to tree in the snow and seeking cover in the pine trees bordering my home in Hudson WI.  then overnight the temps plummeted and the snow prevailed.  The birds that had been happy the day before were flying from tree to tree to seek shelter from this storm and the ground was littered with dead birds that had not survived the night.  I was horrified by the scene but didn't realize how affected I was by this horror.  So here it is 5 years since that I awoke to that horrible scene and still remember clearly the sadness I felt for those birds.  It seems so abhorrent to me to mix the scene of the Robins and Cow Birds this am with that picture.  and that winter and the following one in 2014 is what led to my decision to move to a warmer climate.  Now I enjoy the birds knowing that they are happy and save and will not be frozen by severe weather, at least here in this warmer climate.  Yes, I am aware that God cares for each bird and sees every one that has fallen but the memory of that morning in May of 2013 stays with me.  Sorry for such a sad tale but I had to write it down and share.