Every day, I barely shut the door behind me after flinging out bird seed for the songbirds, and the hordes have descended. Where were they waiting?There’s a big crowd now every day. Goldfinches, Eastern Grosbeaks, Purple Finches, Woodpeckers, Nuthatches, and Juncos. Chickadees of course.Juncos. Then I’ll glance out and the scene is deserted. Look closer- there’s three bluejays. They know how to clear a room.
Even though it seems like a lot of birds, I’m acutely aware of how the numbers of song birds are reduced, in my direct observation, in the last thirty years. All of them now seem to be lingering survivors.