Beggars of Teacup Lake

"Click," went the tupperware container and a Clark's nutcracker swooped in, as if all its genetic makeup was cued toward the sound of plastic against plastic.
"Don't feed the wildlife!" we chortled, as Barb offered a healthy morsel to her new best friend. We were giddy with the sun and the still deep snow and our enthusiasm for exercise that did not involve a machine.