Winter is knocking

The feeder’s been loaded for two hours, and four chickadees are here, scrapping for primacy.

It’s another frozen day, so while it seems a little early,  I’m starting to feed them.  It’s nice to see the chickadees again.  They keep to themselves all summer, but clearly, they keep an eye on me.

The Family has a new spot to lounge.  I’ve been clearing buckthorn, and they love it. 

They want to hang out in this alder, fine.

Time for a relaxed groom.

The water was frozen in Silkieland.  This is what happened when I broke it.

We were thirsty!

She’s got a corn cob!  And a jean jacket.