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After the suet mixture cools, it can be formed into little balls and then frozen for later use. “They all like the peanut butter — particularly when they’re nesting,” comments Doris.
The Cardinal is the Souders’ favorite bird. “It’s reliable, dependable — it’s always the last thing you hear in the evening,” John points out. Doris adds, “It doesn’t gorge itself like other birds; it’s dainty in its eating habits. The Starlings, for example, eat ravenously. The Cardinals have class.”
A bird the Souders are not particularly fond of is the House Wren. “We have, of course, a lot of House Wrens,” Doiis sighs. “They’re so mean. As tiny as they are, they chase other binis out of their nests. They kilT Bluebirds and they’ve killed young Bam Swallows nesting on our front porch.”
The only birds that take a stand against the House Wren are the Phoebes. “The Bluebird doesn’t have any fight at all in him. They’re so timid,” explains Doris. Another interesting trait of the Bluebird that Doris has noticed is that a sudden increase in their number signals a major storm within the next 24 hours.
Perhaps the most uncanny experience the Souders have had with birds occurred several years ago, when they still lived in Arlington, across from an open field.
One day, when Doris looked out the window she saw a flock of crows, settled in a semi-circle. In the center was another bird, of a fairly large size. “I think perhaps it was an owl,” Doris said.
The crows then appeared to lecture this bird. The owl, or whatever it was, just sat without making a move. “I suppose it was terrified to death,” observed Doris.
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