Rose is Rose by Don Wimmer and Pat Brady for February 18, 2024

For once, giving someone a brush-off is a good thing

Yeah, not wrong. Those buskers and small-time musicians could use the help.

Could this be called a “Snowbird”?

Sorry, but most of the local troubadours that I know can only play three cords and get at least one of those wrong. And they don’t know what a key is so they always sing of key

Good job, Murphy!

Support live music and buy the merch!

Warms the cockles of my heart.

That was very kind of the squirrel.

I feed them both every day. I get bunnies, too!

Snowy bird.

At least it wasn’t Peek A Boo.

Kindness never hurts

Heavy snowfalls this winter where I live. I dust off the snow from the feeders, especially the platform), and the birds mob it within minutes.

Has anyone seen/heard a late winter bush filled with small loudly chirping birds lately?

Is the songbird related to the Troubadour on Gilmore Girls?

Stage hand.

when the Red Red Robin comes chat,chat,chattering along

The redbirds used to come back in the spring. Guess this one likes the company up north.

Side comment here. I’ve been going through the “Rose” archives. It’s fun seeing the changes. But it’s disappointing how few Sunday strips are available. They were gone, they came back for a short while, then they were gone again. I haven’t yet reached the point where they came back regularly. It’s a shame, because some are wonderful.Here’s a synopsis of a lovely winter strip, with Rose making methodical preparations: “Flannel nightgown. Wooly socks. Downey comforter. Toasty fire. Hot apple cider with a cinnamon stick. Window cracked just enough to hear the wind whistle. New romantic novel.” As she snuggles deep in her chair, she grins and thinks, “Ooh, ooh, ooh! How I hate winter!”