I had this idea that feeding the birds would be a pleasant way to pass the winter. I have three tube feeders, two suet feeders, a heated birdbath, scatter seed on the ground for chickadees and other birds that would rather eat on the ground. I’ve become very popular with a wide variety of birds. But something has gone terribly, terribly wrong.
It started a week or so ago when a few redwinged blackbirds visited the back yard. As I mentioned at the time, it’s unusual to see these harbingers of spring visit the garden in January.
Yesterday, there were more than a few. There were hundreds of them.
Within a few minutes of the arrival of the first group, more appeared, and then more.
Maybe this means something. I grilled some chicken out on the patio the other day; do they know that? What if twice as many come today? Could this be my last post?