Spring seems to be just around the corner, maybe!

The garden's structure, so lovely.

Each season is a treasure.

Birdfeeders are full!

 

This time of year, mid-winter, is just as beautiful as any other.  The sunlight is different with longer shadows and softer lighting, which gives the deciduous trees a different glow in the light accented by the evergreens and moss.

 

The wild bird populations continue to delight us around the feeders.   Our favorites include, Downy Woodpeckers, Titmouse, Nuthatches, Wrens,  Chickadees, Cedar Wax Wings, and more.    The Blue Jays have been seen staking out their territory, and the Crows have come to feast on the high level of protein from the Magnolia seeds.  Of course with the bird feeders, the hawks came for a visit.

 

Here are some suggestions for winter feeding:

  • Black-oil sunflower seed: high in fat so it provides good energy; seeds are small and thin-shelled enough for small birds to crack open.
  • Suet cakes: commercially made suet cakes fit the standard-size suet feeder (you can even find vegetarian options).
  • Nyjer seed: use a tube feeder with tiny holes to keep the seeds from spilling out.

 

This past year, 2018, we have welcomed bus tours, several garden clubs, a wedding, and other folks who reserved their day to have a tour and a picnic in the garden...we hope

to see you in 2019!!  Just give us a call!

 

Here is our facebook page if you would like to see more current information, youtube videos, and a great "Who Wins at the Feeder" site from Cornell Labs.

        

        https://www.facebook.com/BirdsongPG/

 

        https://youtu.be/l7KJMSHo-us   

 

        https://youtu.be/EK5_qzO8MdU

 

        https://www.allaboutbirds.org/when-136-bird-species-show-up-at-a-feeder-                which-one-wins/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

 

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

 

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

"And myriad leaves, on which the Summer wrote
Her blushing farewell, at my feet were strown."

—Albert Laighton, “In the Woods”

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