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to the back yard. All the seed is wet; this does not deter the birds. They are hungry.
Lee Trott counted 12 birds on the platform feeder at one time; and it's only 18 by 8 inches. This was a crowded scene. Many more birds are on the stone wall where the spilled seed as accumulated. All feed themselves frantically for the metablolism rate is high. Much fuel is required for flight.
Earlier I put on a poncho and went out to replenish the seed, the wind was calm and there was no rain. The quiet made me remember the silence of early morning during the great snow storm of early January.
I suppose it is natural for Homo Sapiens to view the weather in plus and minus terms with regard to ourselves. We want to feel safe and comfortable. Henry David Thoreau wrote something which I can only paraphrase. He wrote that to see nature at her most dramatic we should experience it in a storm. His admonition to those desiring to know nature at her drmatic best was to venture out in a summer thunderstorm. Nature in a calm is far less exciting than when riotous. He was right, of course. I will remember Hurrican Fran from my moments in the wind on the front porch and when I experienced the force of the wind after a calm when I took seed out for the birds.
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