We got more snow here in the District They Call
Columbia—a dusting, pretty much, although enough to cause schools to close.
But temperatures were and are right chilly, and
my birds are back to emptying the feeder in less than 24 hours. I know that I keep my house's thermostat at 72°F; these little dudes need to crank up their own thermostats on their own. So they are hungry.
Like this one:
And a couple of his friends:
And a few dozen others. In the first hour after
I refilled the feeder yesterday afternoon, the level of seed went down two
inches. They’ve almost emptied the 15-pound sack of Fine Tunes I laid in over
the holidays.
So I’m glad another 15-pound sack is coming
from Amazon today.
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