After the snowy weekend, I was happy to see the snow plow finally come down my road today. I could complain and whine over the snowfall. But, I can’t help myself, I find the snow beautiful. Of course, I was right out in the middle of it. Watching the snowfall is peaceful.
Photographing the birds was a big part of my weekend fun. At one time, I had over 30 Mourning Doves at my feeders. One of my grandpa’s favorites, the doves are always fun to watch.
The Tufted Titmouses often provide comical relief. I didn’t even notice the second one, until after I uploaded the photos to my computer.
Litte Nuthatch was eyeing me as I put the food in the feeders.
If the feeders were empty or low, the Chickadees expressed their opinions. For a small bird, they are noisy.
I also had Cardinals, Bluejays, Sparrows, Crackles, and more. So if you ever get a chance to play in the snow, take time to watch the birds.
Until next time…peace
“A bird doesn’t sing because it has an answer, it sings because it has a song.”~~Lou Holtz
Today, January 5, 2015 is National Bird Day. I like the idea of birds having a day dedicated just to birds in general. To me, birds are just interesting creatures. In the last couple of years I have become more involved in bird watching which is something I never thought I would do. The changing weather earlier in the spring brought about different types of birds to the area that I had not previously viewed in the wild. The rains had left the creeks full and standing water in the ponds that usually dry up quickly. I was able to see a King Fisher and lots of Herons. I spent a lot of time photographing these lovely birds. I had days I just spent outside.
Now that winter is upon us, I have making certain that the feeders are full especially today with the temperature belong zero and the wind chill being even colder. At least, I know that I have done a little bit to help out my feathered friends while the snow continues to build up.
Anyways the little Black Capped Chickadees will let me know if the feeders are low, they love to voice their opinions as soon as I open the door. But I love to hear the diminutive bird chirping at me as I fill the feeders. I also love how the Sparrows with all their feathers puffed out sit on the branches near my window. I think sometime they are waiting to be fed. Or they are telling me to hurry up.
Now with Snowy Owls and Pileated Woodpeckers back in the area, I am hoping to get some better photos of these magnificent birds as well.