BIRDS OF THE SECOND SUNDAY – Marilyn Armstrong

The bird feeder was almost empty today. Although I haven’t been seeing lots of birds, the feeder has been emptying steadily and fast. I think they eat more food in the winter. They need more calories to keep warm. Our birds are quite fat, so I think we’re doing a good job.

Garry agreed to help me fill the feeder. I can do it alone, but it’s a lot easier with help, though it’s even easier when the help is the tall son.

A well-rounded Tufted Titmouse, rear view

The problem is, the moment we went out to add food to the feeder, the birds flew away and didn’t come back. They’ll be back tomorrow. It’s going to be close to zero tomorrow and they will be hungry.

Chickadee and toad

I feel by now they should get it — that we are not going to eat them. We are the feeders, not the eaters. It probably didn’t help that The Duke came out to help us with the feeding. He actually might eat them.

The Duke is not committed to saving the wildlife. As far as he is concerned, all those little, feathered flyers are snack-food.

Chickadee and Tufted Titmouse
Titmouse and Junco
Full face shot of Chickadee
Two Tufted Titmice
The ubiquitous Nuthatch

I am taking fewer pictures because I think my hard drive is filling up with feathers. I’m aiming for interesting pictures rather than sheer volume. But all bets are off when the woodpeckers come around. I totally lose control.

Author: Marilyn Armstrong

Writer, photography, blogger. Previously, technical writer. I am retired and delighted to be so. May I live long and write frequently.

16 thoughts on “BIRDS OF THE SECOND SUNDAY – Marilyn Armstrong”

    1. Good lens. The ONLY thing wrong with it — and there isn’t anything wrong with it, just with its length — is that it’s shortest length is 200 mm, so I really can’t extend the lens at all or it just gets blurry. Between where I have to stand and the feeder isn’t all that far, so I have to be careful how close I try to get.

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  1. If your birds are like my squirrels, they never will get it…. that you are a kind benefactor who is looking out for them. After almost a decade of feeding them, they still run when I come outside with more food. And that fear’s obviously being passed down to the next generations since wild squirrels are lucky to live even half that long…

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    1. And yet all the squirrels on Boston common walk right up to you, stand on their hind legs and BEG. Apparently they, at least, have decided that people are feeders. But my birds? They live in terror of everything. To be fair, there are a lot of predators in our woods and if they get too careless, they’ll be a quick snack for something, including the raptor birds which don’t mind a little bird for lunch.

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    1. It’s the first think I look for in the morning and I haven’t been on — even for comments — because we filled the feeder yesterday and it’s been a birdy fiesta on the deck today. Everything has been here!

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        1. Buy a feeder. They sell birdseed at the grocery in the same area where they sell cat and dog food. There are a million feeders, so if you can’t get it from Amazon, you can use Amazon to figure out what will work for you and go from there. The simplest thing is a flat feeder which looks like a square pan with a screen in the bottom. You just put seed in it and the bird will come. I promise. They will come.

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    1. I got a better lens. I finally gave in and got a good long lens for my good camera. Even I’m surprised at how much better the pictures are. I thought the previous lens was pretty good, but this one really IS better 🙂

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