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My Deck is the Local Bird Hangout

Birds have flocked upon my deck today. Apparently, our bird feeder is the equivalent of a corner coffee bar.

Feathered friends come and go amidst falling snowflakes, taking turns to nibble. Different kinds, colors, and sizes, all in search of a little sustenance.

I'm no... um... birdologist. I only know a few of their names- the woodpecker, the cardinal, and blue jay (all of whom visited before I took out my camera).

Then there are these little guys...

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Some take to the floor...

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Some (mostly the large birds) watch from afar...

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...and some wait for their turn...

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Some are shy, like this bigger black bird whose head shines iridescent blue and wings shimmer purple...

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Then, of course, there is the one who watches them...

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It's a busy day at the corner feeder. What wonders do you see out your window today?

Comments

  1. I need to move my window because it doesn't look out over anything as cool and relaxing as your bird feeder. Great pictures :)

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  2. Any luck moving that window? I have to say it was a kind of relaxing moment to sit there with my camera. I should really find places to sit with my camera more often.

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