Birds. I don’t know where they’ve been. We leave out seed for the wild birds all year long, though we slack off in the summer as there is lots to eat. We usually see hundreds of birds, dozens of varieties. But they’ve simply been AWOL this winter.
Now, however, they are back. (Isn’t this an awfully gray picture? I just took it so it shows how gray it is outside.) Of course not everyone goes south for the winter. And I certainly shouldn’t say that “all” birds have been gone: the crows, sparrows, bluejays, cardinals and goldfinches, as well as some woodpecker types, have been seen. Now, though, they’re everywhere! And wow, is the world loud with their cries.
Here is a partial list of the birds I saw this weekend at our feeders:
Strangely, the one creature we do not have on the farm are squirrels. I have seen maybe a dozen of them since we moved here two years ago. Both our old dog Alex and our new dog Penny welcome their presence. (Penny positively quakes with excitement when I say the S word.) In the area, though, we have black squirrels. They come in both small and large sizes. We also have brown, red, and gray ones. They’re all obnoxious, if you ask me, but then that is because I prefer to feed feathered creatures.
*Census data is on my mind lately, with all the family research I have been doing. I have the ____ of being Irish. The Irish tend to name people the exact same name for, well, generations. I know they are not alone in this tendency. It just doesn’t help me that there were, well, dozens of John Hogans that came to the U.S. from Tipperary, for example. *sigh*