Whooee, do we have Bohemian waxwings! Our mountain ash and all the trees for three yards around are full of them every day.
They like to perch at the top of the poplar trees in the morning sun.
Eat the snow on the neighbors roof…
And they do love the mountain ash berries.
What little snow we have left is covered in red polka dots, and don’t even talk to me about what the truck in the driveway looks like.
Buster was not amused at all the noise and activity…
And is probably glad to see them take flight every day.
Trying to count these birds is like trying to count fish in a school. I did my best for the Great Backyard Bird Count and ended up with a count of 150+ on the Friday. That’s a lot of bird fruit-poop. And a lot of car washes…
I am waiting for ours to arrive. Usually they are here when the mulberries are ripe. I love how they move in a wave like a single force.
Excellent