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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...




Some take to the floor...



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



...and some wait for their turn...


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



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


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


  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 :)

  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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