No question as to whether the Pine Siskin's have found a good deal or not. Being a finch, they tend to flock and boy are they flocking in to the feeders I put out and when done eating, they quite like the bird bath.
There must have been close to a hundred out there this morning. They come in waves. Don't know if it's the same birds coming and going or if each wave is a new group of birds but you have to feel a bit sorry for the other birds. The Junco's have given up but the Chickadees and Nuthatches try to time their visits in between waves. One Chickadee in particular persists on coming in for his/her fair share.
Then there was the ground squirrel perched on the $7 feeder this morning. His cheeks full to bursting. When I went out to move the feeder so it wouldn't be quite so easy, he sat there stuffing as much in as he could then tried to run off. Lucky for him I didn't take the dogs with me. After I moved the feeder the little dirt mover was climbing up and down the tree trying to figure out where the feeder had gone. I knew last night that the squirrels were having a hay day when I saw the feeder was empty. I moved it over on the Aspen with the other feeder. The squirrels don't seem to like to climb it, though they are coming in to feed at the base. Gotta get a live trap!
Okay, I really enjoy the birds and the sound of their activity outside the window, but, really, this may be a bit much. Especially with the ground squirrels. They are doing so much damage. The birds lighten my soul and the ground squirrel's darken it. When this batch of feed is gone, that's it, back to being an Oger. Though I might leave the suet out, it's not so messy.
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