It is cold, it is hard ice packed everywhere, and it is a rough walk to where the chickadees gather by the hundreds…
Very very nasty slick roads…
Our main feeder in the woods…
Empty sunflower seeds, everywhere…
We created a spot in the deep woods, about a 5 kilometer walk from home. It has many chickadees whom love it now…
I call them the, “Pigadees”…
Went back next day and fed next day early…
and…
We have happy Pigadees…
Yes, Chickadees…
WtR