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Today, March 10 — the day after the first March snow storm — I awoke at 6:30 a.m. to find a few large flakes drifting down onto a white world. When I went outside to put out bird seed, I took a ruler and measured seven inches on the concrete cover to the hand dug well that no longer provides water to this household. This is the most snow I have seen since the January blizzard of 1996. The world is transformed.
Lee Trott and I spent most of yesterday watching the bird feeding area where as many as 20 White-throated Sparrows and Juncos did the doublescratch to uncover seed constantly being covered by snow. Two Song Sparrows were aggressively determined not to share the small cache of seed they had discovered under the temporary roof we had made out of a piece of plywood.
One White-crowned Sparrow, an immature, arrived to feed among the other sparrows. With their food supply threatened by snow and temperatures well below freezing, birds worked constantly to supply energy to their little motors.
Two large and handsome Fox Sparrows — well-named for their copper-colored plumage — fed on the ground
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