These are from a previous snow, but I wanted to show you some of our birds. Well, they're not our birds...we don't own them. We share the woods with them, and I really like watching them do their birdy things.
And there he goes.
Bye, Mr. Cardinal.
I'd never noticed the soft rosy patch on a woodpecker's chest before.
The birds are much less territorial than I thought they'd be over the seeds.
Look at those guys rocketing past in the background! I think they're meadowlarks.
I always hear the woodpeckers in the afternoon...rat-a-tat-tatting in the trees.
I wish I could see like the camera sees sometimes. I see a blur of feathers whoosh by in the snow, but I want to see a crisp outline, frozen in flight.