On a snowy day, many Oregon Juncos visit my backyard.
"I know where I can find my breakfast.πππ"
"Me, too. I can find my favorite suet here.πͺππ"
Bushtits come in a big flock in winter.
On a snowy day, many Oregon Juncos visit my backyard.
On a sunny day at the wetland,
Spring is here. The rose bushes began to grow. I need to remove the old branches.
The Northern Flicker was busy munching the suet fallen on the ground.
The other day, I saw four House Finches on the wisteria branches.
Last week we stopped over at the wetland. On a clear day, we could see Mt. Hood from thereππ.
It was sunny, but the air had been cold. Most of the birds must be staying somewhere warmer.ππ