I haven’t posted about the feeder recently.
A very wet oriole, not content with its usual feast on grape jelly, went after the suet cage.
The mature Orioles may have already departed. But there are lots of younger birds hanging around.
This may be one of the last adult males around.
Color change. A very wet Blue Jay.
I had the most alarming sight the other day of 6, perhaps 7 Jay at the same time.
The Oriole and the Jay don’t see eye to eye where it comes to the use of the rain-infused grape jelly drink.
I mentioned lots of young Orioles. I wasn’t kidding.
Color shift. A member of Team Goldfinch.
More Oriole gluttony.
I must make an appeal for donations. Some of these birds are gearing up, I believe, for migration. Others, like the Goldfinches, nest late. I filled the big feeder yesterday and they emptied it in a single day.
I feed them only from donations.
On Friday 30 July I will be taking a list, as I do periodically, of people who have used the donation button or who have sent items from the wish list, to Mass and I will remember you at the Memento of the living. It is a duty and pleasure to pray for benefactors.
To paraphrase Preserved Killick, "Which tuppence a bag ain’t in it!"
Finally, an editorial from Team Goldfinch.