More Snow, More Birds

I eat a lot of bread, but I don't eat a lot of bread crust ends. More to the point, I don't throw a lot of bread crust ends away as I figure they can be fed to the local ducks on some unplanned occasion.

Today, I cheated the ducks by providing bread to the birds on the deck. Normally, they shun stale bread (they are, after all, Northern Virginia birds and way to sophisticated to eat feeble leftovers, whereas I think the ducks moved here from a less evolved location). But today they not only devoured it, but fought for it (they were totally unaware of just how much bread was in the crisper).

Being twice as big as the other birds, you wouldn't think the doves would have to act so aggressively, but you'd be wrong.

The boy cardinal was content to watch peacefully from the tree.