We’ve stopped filling the bird feeder, time for them to find their own food. I’ll miss seeing the birds out my studio window, but now the chickens are back. They spent so much of the cold snowy winter in their coop, but now they’re out getting the last of the dropped seeds from the feeder. Lucky for me, even when there is no birdseed, this spot is one of their regular places to hang out. So now I get to watch the hens instead of the birds.