Sometimes, it pays to get up o-dark early. Like this morning.

I'm minding my own business, attempting to relay some semblance of wakeness
to body and brain, and my suet feeder is suddenly inundated with adult
Nuthatches, with the railing just above the feeder is similarly packed with
fledglings bopping around and flitting their tiny little wings as if they
were meth junkies, waiting to be fed suet (or anything remotely edible) by
their respective parents...

Talk about Mr Toad's Wild Ride...

00 caren
http://www.ParkGallery.org
george davis creek, north fork
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