Busy Day at the Feeder

I love the jays -- this time of year, their calls
make me think of the old poem, 'Along the
Line of Smokey Hills'

 I have a new bird feeder, and I am quite pleased with it -- no longer do we have birds hiding on the far side of the feeder, just out of view -- this brings them right "into the frame" so to speak.


And what an assortment there have been this week!

 Sometimes, it is better when you share!

 The purple finch opted for the old style of feeder.  Despite the rain...

 And this little chap just sort of 'popped up' to join the party...

there is one of these in every crowd...