We feed the birds all year long. My mother enjoys watching the birds and animals that come to our feeders, and it’s a simple enough thing for us to do. Filling the feeders is part of my early morning list of chores, and I enjoy the quick visit out of doors before I start my day.
I’ve been watching the fruits of my efforts. We have a clutch of tiny goldfinches who like the chipped sunflower hearts that I put into a dark green silo feeder. The brilliant goldy/yellow of the bird’s feathers shows up elegantly against the green feeder. The little birds jostle for position as they wait their turn at the feeder, and when they have finished, they fly over and cling to the brick on the side of the house.
This morning, I watched a male downy woodpecker put himself into position to eat from the feeder. That’s no mean feat, because the perches are meant for small birds, but a woodpecker can go just about anywhere he wishes!
Black capped chickadees have made their appearance. Can fall be far away?