I woke up to a world turned to glass. Every paved surface was as smooth as a skating rink and icicles dripped from the trees. The rain that everyone else had down below was freezing rain on the mountain. The backyard was a flurry of activity as the regular crowd ate its way through yesterday’s seed. Unable to leave the house, I couldn’t make it out to fill the bird feeders. With no other option, I stood in the doorway to the deck and tossed handfuls of seed out onto the wind and the ground. Within an hour, the backyard regulars had been joined by a flock of 20 Goldfinches, 35 Pine Siskins and 1 female Purple Finch.
I have been seeing Pine Siskin flocks flying over, but they had not visited my offerings until today. And today, I am awash in them.
I happily stood in my toasty house and took photo after photo.
I see on the local ListServ that many people had an influx of Siskins to their feeders during the storm.