Bella’s slide, snowbound.
I’d hung our bird feeder on the back door, but I think it’s too exposed. It hasn’t had any visitors yet. Still, I noticed a few birds who would swoop by the back door as if on reconnaissance. I even saw them hopping about on the doorstep and found some little prints in the snow. So I swept off the step and scattered a bit of seed. Soon we had a regular stream of guests.
I haven’t yet identified these little guys; but other than one sparrow, I think all of our visitors have been the same species. They’re dark brown or gray with a white belly and a yellow beak. I’m hoping they’ll get to the point where they’re a little less easily startled by our moving about in the dining room so I can get a better look.