I may never move. Not unless I can take the backyard with me.
The activity at the new feeder, delightful as it is, is only part of the show. Other birds — cardinals, juncos, chickadees, blue jays — seem attracted to the area by all the frolicking finches, and the finches themselves flit in and out of the flame bush and the Japanese lilac, both for the cover they provide, I suspect, and for the red berries (on the former) and the leaf buds (on the latter). No wonder that tree is having a tough time growing in a symmetrical fashion.
While in theory all birds are welcome, I admit I was glad that the European starlings moved on quickly after dropping by to check out what all the fuss was about. They’re pretty enough, but a tad overwhelming in large, noisy groups, and that’s just how they roll.