Right now, the water is extremely high. Leaving me to stick close to my house. One good aspect, I get to watch the birds “play” out by my feeders. I admit the little Downy woodpecker is one of my favorites. He just seems to scamper up the pole with ease.
When I am outside taking photos, I cannot help but wonder if he is watching me as much as I am watching him.
Until next time…peace
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
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