From Sonya’s 3LineTales at Only100Words.
You can find the original prompt here. Thank you, Sonya.
A faint warble penetrates the frozen windowpane and evokes memories of gentler days.
Days devoid of blistering cold with winds that test my resolve as they sling snowflake barbed insults.
The sweet song of summer is not my imagination, for in the barren feeder sits the harbinger of Spring.
Keep on writing.
Jo Hawk The Writer