Feeding chickadees by hand at Frances Slocum State Park today. I love these little guys, less than an ounce but with the heart of lions.
A long time ago, when I lived in a one-room cabin at Whipple’s Dam State Park near State College, I had a little tray feeder outside the window. I used to put mixed seedi in it.
The chickadees, being chickadees, would actually start pecking at the window when all the sunflower seeds were gone and only the other seeds remained. Always made me laugh — and always made me refill the feeders.