Pleasant day, today. (You can use the preceding statement to calibrate your sarcasm detector.)
Birds spotted: lots of crows, lots of gulls, and one very sorry, very snowy, northern flicker, dipping into the feeder. I think the gulls had pinched all the suet, by then; poor flicker only got seeds. There was also plenty of song sparrow traffic, if you can call a dozen visits by the same sparrow “plenty.” (I know it’s always the same bird because of its toenails: some are white; some are black. Funny chap.)
Tomorrow, I’m going to look for chickadees along Bucketwheel, if the snow’s subsided. If not, I’m going to shelter miserably in the doorway, and hope a robin chances by.