It was a bone-chilling 12 degrees outside this morning when I got up. Brrrr! Shortly after daybreak, a small snow squall began! It was so beautiful….
As I was nearly hypnotized by the falling snow, I was suddenly made aware that the birds were hungry. The feeder sits on the window sill, held on by a pressure rod. As I sat in a chair, peering out the window, I heard that familiar tap, tap, tapping on the feeder, letting me know the seeds were frozen and new ones needed to be added.
Within minutes of filling the feeder, birds were swarming about in the trees! There were Titmice, Chickadees, and Nuthatches. I also spotted a Goldfinch in his winter attire.