While on a regular walk/survey of my work site, I stumbled across this nest, possibly constructed by House Finches, with a single egg. It was tucked into an angle several feet off the ground where two pieces of structural steel met. I quickly left after taking this photo.
During an exceptionally lengthy spell of chilly, cloudy, drizzly March-like weather in early May, continuing to feed the birds provides a welcome and cheerful spot of physical, emotional, psychological colour.
Trying to help the songbirds get through a (what I hope is the last) late winter snowfall by generously scattering seed.
I’m under a Blizzard Warning. Although the snow has stopped falling, it’s blowing and drifting. It’s -15C (5F) with a wind chill of -27C (-16F). A tough time for songbirds, so I’m liberally scattering seed as well as keeping the bird bath plugged in.
An American Goldfinch attempted to share a perch at the feeder with a House Finch. The House Finch didn’t budge, so the goldfinch had to leave and wait its turn.
A House Finch visits the hopper feeder; both are highlighted by the evening sun.
This House Finch paused while eating.
Today was the first day I have seen an Evening Grosbeak. In addition to these two at one of my sunflower feeders and a House Finch that tried to move in, nine more Grosbeaks foraged elsewhere.
A House Finch looks to make sure the coast is clear before going to the feeder.
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