The Cardinals are still forming large groups, hoping to pair off in a few weeks. From what seems like a party will soon be a territorial fight. Their call will change and friendships tossed to the side. I listened yesterday to see if that was who was calling in the distance, but soon decided it was a Robin. It is amazing to see over a dozen red bodied souls, all in the same group. The females are less obvious until one looks a little harder. It always take a while to see all around you, even with bigger birds. I like the stillness today, as winds ply my resistance to a bitter cold. It is nice to be in a blind for a bit, but I am still very cold. The finger I use to push to take pictures numbs out first. A thermos of cocoa or coffee would be nice. I left mine hanging over a bench out on a shoot, and need to get a new one unless you found it for me. It was quickly forgotten when a small flock of Trumpeter Swans flew over me. I raced to get closer to them and soon was distracted by all the beauty around me. Such is the good life, out on the prairie.
Eastern Goldfinches and Downy Woodpecker