The predicted snow arrived around two yesterday and carried on for a few hours.
Temperatures began to drop and the birds crowded the feeder.
Beautiful feather patterns on this fella--some sort of sparrow, I presume.
The Rufous-Sided Towhee seems a tad offended by the whole thing.
At one point, there were three pair of cardinals on the crabapple--and two more at the feeder.
There may be more snow. We are hunkering down. Fire in the fireplace, spaghetti sauce bubbling on the stove, plenty of books, a new (to us) series to watch--Jericho of Scotland Yard. Quite enjoyable but an amazing amount of smoking going on--it's set in the Seventies.