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.
"I like the suet, fallen or on the feeder. They both taste good."
The other day, I saw four House Finches on the wisteria branches.
"It finally warmed up. We are back from the
coast. We like your sunflower seeds."
The Bewick's Wren comes all the year around. This time it was shouting at the Yellow-rumped Warbler.
"This suet is mine."
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