The Little Tufted Titmouse

Finally, snow! I can almost hear the little plants sighing as they were covered with a blanket of snow. Just enough to cover everything. The little birds must be hiding this morning. My feeders are full of snow...maybe the birds are waiting for me to come out and brush the snow away. Lazy little things. I should think it would be good exercise for them.A little Titmouse... sitting on the crook of the tall holder for the shelf feeder...looks at me through the glass...giving such a sad look...I can almost hear a little, "Can you help us?" I'm sitting here in my pajamas and robe, drinking from my cup, just typing away...while he sits there with no food visible. If he only dug down about 1 1/2 inches...he would find new food. Safflower seed, sunflower seeds, millet, corn, peanuts, another seed mixture, suet...a delight for any bird. I heard snow was coming the other day and made a special trip to get more seed for these little creatures. Well, I just can't take much more of this staring. I guess I'll go and get dressed and go out and brush the snow away. They will eat before Joe and I do this morning. Little Titmouse...you're so spoiled.

Balisha