Today I discovered the squirrels have broken my angel bird feeder. Her wings are snapped off. Of course, this did not keep the squirrels from feasting...
They shared, reluctantly, with a cute little chipmunk, who kept running onto our stoop, and seemed to know it was warmer inside the house. Every time I poked the camera out the door, he approached as if seeking to join us inside.
The birds were far more skittish, and I only managed to get a photo of a dark eyed junco.
Signs of spring are starting to appear. My daffodils are coming up, and there are buds on the swamp maple in front of my house.