Our brush with the storm over the weekend was followed by reality. We have at least 6-8 inches in Louisville. At least it's not as bad as the Mid-Atlantic. The birds are not intimidated by the tall caps of snow on top of the feeders. In fact, a Starling managed to pull the suet feeder off entirely. Although I filled everything yesterday, they will be tapping on the windows by morning, demanding that I fill 'em up again.
I know little birds have high metabolism, and can fluff their feather up to conserve heat, but don't their little toes get cold perching on the snow and ice? I've seen stories from the Ky. Birdlist about birds who drink from the birdbath, then perch on a metal bar and get frozen to it.
Who ordered the SnoCones?
At last, one seed the Starlings left for me!
In our retirement, we have finally figured out how to enjoy being snowbound. First, Dick decided NOT to drive to Asheville, NC for a conference. YEAH! Neither of us had to go anywhere today (our appointments were all canceled along with the schools), so we called a neighbor to find out who clears his driveway. In about 15 minutes the long drive and two sidewalks were snow-free, and worth every penny we paid the guy. I'm catching up on some computer projects and recent snow photos, while Dick is cleaning part of the basement, actually throwing away old cassette tapes, players and batteries that have been down there for... well, you take a guess! Maybe we'll stay snowbound tomorrow too!
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Wow, you have me beat on the bird feeders. The snow is so quiet and the birds so need our help~
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