I was busy type-type-typing to meet my deadline this afternoon when I heard a noise on my skylight and saw
(My first view was more like the bird in the lower left.) I've never seen birds from quite this perspective before and it made me laugh.
What a nice metaphor for what an author wants to do.
By the way, the birds seemed to be eating the ice crystals. I'm thinking that must be how they get water in the winter.