Had fun with the movie maker with this one, a poem for Imbolc, Bede, Bridgits day........ The snow is on the ground around Tyrone and the hills dusted with it, cold, but lovely to look out at; the wild birds are enjoying the feast in the garden although those crows chase the Robins, the robins are territorial and put up a brave fight. Have to get a photo of them but as soon as the door opens, the