I hung a bird feeder the other day. With the snow cover gone everything looked so bleak. I thought the birds might need a little something to get them through until spring when their food supply became more plentiful.
I took a trip to the local nursery and bought a bag of mixed seed hoping to appeal to all. I really had no idea what I should get. I just figured I’d get something that looked good to me.
I filled my caged tube feeder that hung from a tree in the backyard and waited.
The first day I watched from my kitchen window. Nothing came near my feeder. On the second day, still not a single bird stopped by for a snack. I wondered about the seed mix, was it right? Would the birds eat it? I looked good to me, but I wasn’t going to eat it.
On day three they came. It reminded me of the baseball movie Field of Dreams – if you fill it they will come.
I don’t know a lot about birds, I’m not a birder. But I like to know what I’m Looking at. I recognized the ubiquitous Black-capped Chickadee and the Tufted Titmouse, but after that I was stumped. I needed a bird book. So off to the bookstore for a copy of Sibley’s Field Guide to Birds of Eastern North America. It sounded good. I’d at least have this side of the continent covered.