We know that one robin does not make spring, but…
Yes, we have Robin.
Turdus migratorius has migrated back. The ground is still pretty hard, and much of it snow covered where I am, but… well.. they’ll figure something out.
The usual suspects are still here, of course.
I am not sure if the Redpolls will stay or not. I am pretty sure there have been more then one sort of Redpoll here this winter.
This Redpoll is having an intense breakfast.
This one is all puffed up and having an power nap.
Pretty much motionless for the better part of 10 minutes now. He looks around occasionally.
The House Finch is around and looking for an opening.
A pair of the hated Sciurus had shown themselves, and a single Tamiasciurus, not seen for a long time, appeared yesterday. This ""timber tiger" is living up to his reputation of being Spermophilus, as he stuffs his cheeks with seeds. The birds on the ground scatter when he… she? … dashes in for another load.
The doves are now beginning to coo. You can see how their colors help to hide them from hawks.
Meanwhile, the Redpoll is still napping. Several of them are at it now, after eating. They seem to like to sit along the edge of the snow in the sun.