Gary’s already been quite successful in luring the songbirds. Lots of Cardinals, of course, but also bright yellow puffball chickadees.
I got very excited when he said he’d seen a bluebird eating the mealworms in the specialized bluebird feeder, but sad to say it was a blue jay, not a legit bluebird. We all know the blue jay is the blue bird of unhappiness: ill-tempered and raiding nests. I still hope to get a bluebird and see the trifecta of bird primary colors.
He has five little specialized bird feeders out. Finch, cardinal, chickadee, bluebird, and an empty suet one.
That’s why I was surprised to go down to the basement and see that he is maintaining a abundant backup birdfeeder larder.
All I can guess is that he plans to swap feeders instead of cleaning the bird poop off the roofs.