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So we got a blizzard, but it’s not winter until the juncos show up. I’ve been wondering what’s keeping them. And I wondered last night, while listening to the storm huffing and puffing and rattling the windows, where do the birds go? I suppose they go the same places they go every night. By dark, […]
Read More Snowy birdsThe raccoons are the last ones to get a chance at the bird feeders. The real reason I fill the feeders every day is all the hungry young critters out there. For instance, Mr. and Mrs. Cardinal have two kids again this year. With cardinals, the juveniles look just like Mom, except that their beaks […]
Read More More raiders of the feedersEvery year I look forward to watching a pair of cardinals raise a young one or two. I like to think it’s the same pair, but it’s hard to tell. Once they grow up, they all look alike. But this guy is not quite grown up. What makes me think so?
Read More A cardinal in the afternoon
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