Rather tired.

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I did look outside, again.  To see what temp it was... 37.  Not freezing, but close.  And, who knows.  At this altitude, given a certain barometric pressure, with any breeze or wind, it might get to freezing at that temp.  Though that can possibly be true on flatlands.  Though, honestly, I am not sure if the chill index actually affects the temp at which water freezes?  Barometric pressure, I am almost certain, will.  And I strongly suspect the wind chill will.  But... Not certain, from my own experimentation or experience.

No calls.  And I don't want to interrupt anyone's meal.  But I am fine.  So tired it is difficult to tend some things anyway.  Not much else going on.  I hope to check the waterers in a few hours, and get more food out.  I gave them a bit last night, and this morning.  The girls are getting a bit more, too.  I doubt if they will ever understand holidays, but... I can do that part for them.  They can just enjoy a bit extra, from time to time.

Someone has been around.  Something about what I wrote recently seems to have stirred someone.  Not sure if it is the last possible I had considered.  Maybe she... likes the idea, not the reality, and visits.  I may work a little up, from what was viewed, here and there.  She'd... do.  Though I am not sure she wants to just "do".  It might not be her at all.  Perhaps someone else thinks to present possibilities, hopes, thoughts.  Never can tell.

A bit to eat.  Perhaps a bit more.  Not terribly hungry.  Still, it's... not always about hunger.  It's about knowing food is needed.  Later.