The dark-eyed Juncos bobbed and darted through the perennial garden as they pecked and nibbled at the soil floor.  They were almost wholly camouflaged, save for their crisp white tail feathers and petite tannish-pink beaks.  Although they are considered a “snow…

Snow of such epic proportions, like Sunday’s blizzard, always creates problems.  It becomes a logistical nightmare, whether you’re driving or attempting to retrieve your mail.  It’s hazardous, and left untreated creates even more perils. Packed down, matted down, driven-on snow is…