It just keeps coming. We had a bit of a reprieve yesterday, but it snowed again overnight and a light powder is falling as I write this.
At 7:30 a.m., I dragged myself out of bed, put on my winter gear and went outside to shovel the deck. It was about a foot deep and my small red shovel was really no match for it.
Almost right away, the juncos started making noises as if from the ether. I could hear their cheeping in the distance and when I looked up, a trio of them were in the Ash and the Chokecherry trees.
I spoke to them in a hushed voice, yet they still hesitated to come any closer. They seemed quite perturbed that I was in their domain. Little do they know that I’m setting it up for them.
Yesterday, one of them discovered the silo feeder I had stashed in the corner of the deck by the wall. Though they are exclusively ground feeders, juncos will, apparently, eat from a feeder if it is placed on the ground. Who knew? A few of them were pretty happy to have this new food resource, while others jockeyed for position in and around the bunker.
Things are hopping around here! I counted seven of them yesterday.
(By the way, if I have a heart attack while shoveling, this blog may not get off the ground.:))