For a long time I’ve noticed that the sweet little juncos are usually the first to the bird feeder in the mornings, but somehow it hasn’t quite sunk in. It’s been one of those things that I’ve seen and noticed, but it hasn’t really registered, if that makes any sense.
This is our first real week of winter with more than 2 cold, snowy, blustery days in a row. The birds have been very happy to eat at the feeder for obvious reasons.*
[*Which reminds me I need to go refill the feeder!]
I peered out the window this morning around dawn when it was still pretty dark out, but there was some natural light. The juncos were already out there, bouncing and hopping around as juncos are wont to do.
Poor juncos. So cold and snowy. Nights must be so long, cold, and hungry for all birds. But the juncos seem to be the ones who “get up” and fly to the feeder first.
Other birds in our classic mixed flock showed up pretty quickly–chickadees, cardinals, nuthatches, tit mice, blue jays, and sometimes various kinds of woodpeckers–but it was the brave, undoubtedly cold and hungry juncos who were there first.
Note to self: go refill the bird feeder!