I can’t wait any longer. I miss our fall and winter songbirds feeding at our feeders. I hear some cardinals calling from the fencerow, and sometimes see a dove or two in the phone wires. But with the colder weather settling in, the migrants from up north should be arriving, and we’d like to fill the feeders to greet them.
The Pennsylvania Game Commission wants us the delay feeding until the bears hibernate, but we haven’t seen any sign of them on our little farm. If one should wander through and find one of our feeders, I’ll empty them until later in December. Until then, we’ll put out some sunflower seeds and suet cakes.