The cold wave shows no signs of abating today—there are rumors of January Thaw style moderation on the horizon—but duty and desire had me on the road yet again. I took the ultimate cold-hardy down parka out of storage, and, I have to admit, I was pretty toasty on the trek. I wasn't the only one. By the millpond, a small flock of Cedar Waxwings, berry-eating birds that are among the prettiest in creation, gathered together to go about the daily business of finding enough calories to keep the internal home fires burning. I love these hardy guys, and though I'm really not supposed to stop on these walks-for-the-restoration-of-heart-health, I just couldn't pass up the photo op. As soon as the camera was back in the bag, I walked doubly hard. I hope that works.