Bird buffet

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.