The birds have been busy at the feeder outside my studio. So much movement and color, they are a constant flickering. Sometimes I stop working to watch them. The cardinals have been coming around, their red males and bright orange beaks of the females have inspired my latest batch of potholders.
Yesterday the snow under the feeder was stained red with blood. I didn’t see who made a meal of one of the birds, but I did find some feathers.
This is the first year that I’ve seen larger birds of prey target the birdfeeder. The first time it was a hawk who swooped past my window and stunned a nuthatch who later flew away.
But mostly it’s peaceful at the feeder. Maybe a little competition from the bluejays, but everyone seems to get what they need.