Winter's Back

I woke up to a blizzard and a handful of birds plaintively crying and fighting over the bird feeder.  Right at dawn- early birds!  Hey, it snowed!  There's no food.  Only so many birds can get in the feeder at once. There was snow, and wind, and we had to go out multiple times during the day to refresh the food on the snow for the birds who were struggling in the wind.   They would sit in the tree all facing the same way so the wind didn't ruffle their feathers, hanging on and riding the bouncing branches until there was too big a gust