I’m not sure why it surprises a world-class wilderness explorer of my caliber to see an Eastern Bluebird in the winter, they don’t ever leave here!!! Perhaps they are sort of symbolic of spring to me, I dunno. I suppose if you tilt your head, close one eye and squint with other, this photo becomes somewhat reminiscent of spring. Nope, it really doesn’t. I can still tell it was twenty degrees outside and this bluebird wanted to crawl up in my big fuzzy cap for a nice warm nap!