We investigated the bird feeders this morning. I can almost hear you ask, "Investigate bird feeders?". It's not that we want all the feathered friends in the neighbourhood to flock to our garden, share and share alike, I say.
It seemed curious that the lovely new peanut house didn't seem to attract bird life, the four perch seed feeder seemed a forlorn perching place, and the fat balls just weren't disappearing. That is until today. I saw a bunch of blackbirds or perhaps they were crows, nibbling at the minute bits of fat balls left in the almost empty nets.
In between heavy snow falls, we decided it was time to put out some more fat balls and refill the seed feeder. On checking the seed feeder with a smaller one, we discovered that the access to the seeds in the four perch feeder was restricted, meaning therefore, that the birds could not get to the larger seeds in the mix. They had piled up at the bottom of the feeder, and were going nowhere. Those seeds were shaken out on top of the new snow. For now, the small seed feeder with a single perch, (but two nibbling access points) is out while the other one is cleaned and dries off. We shall probably modify it.
This afternoon The birds are back, doing their gripping little perch dances, and exploring the food stores that we have left out for them.