Saturday, May 28, 2016
Squirrel Hijinks and Starling Madness
As I've mentioned before, Dave and I have a bird feeder in our garden. It's on a tall pole and it's supposedly squirrel-proof. I say supposedly, because as you can see, our squirrels have outwitted it.
They climb up and set the whole thing to swaying, trying to figure out how to get to the suet balls. (They're not interested in the dried mealworms.)
Squirrel ballet -- en pointe.
And finally, jackpot!
Olga sits inside and watches all this with quivering excitement.
An hour or so later...
...the starlings show up, and the whole contraption becomes a seething mass of fluttering birds. It's almost Hitchcockian.
We get other birds, too -- lots of tits and occasionally something more interesting. I haven't seen any parrots this year, though. It all depends on which food we put out. The mealworms seem to draw primarily tits and starlings. Last year a woodpecker went for them but I haven't seen it yet, either. It's an ever-revolving cast of characters!