Peace has broken out at our feeders! It can't last, I suppose, but for the moment all is sweetness and light. I have placed a feeder conveniently for the squirrels, and for the most part, since squirrels like an easy life as much as the rest of the world, that's where the squirrels are staying, allowing the birds to use the main feeding station in reasonable peace. So far so good, anyway.
Meanwhile, the female bullfinch unusually came alone to the feeders this morning. There were no other birds there at the time, so I was interested to see whether she would still head straight to the fat ball pieces (see my post yesterday). She did - so her choice of feeder certainly isn't just because other feeders are in use and she's shy. She clearly is shy, though - a coal tit, hardly the world's most threatening bird, came to the nearby peanut feeder and that was enough to send her away. It's interesting to see the male and female of the same species having such different food preferences, though - the female bullfinch always at the fat ball feeder, while the male never goes there. I'm reminded of the old tale about Jack Sprat and his wife!
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