There were no surprises today from the back porch, but it doesn't matter to me - I love the "regulars" and until the last couple of years, they were enough for me. As a matter of fact, I usually begin my backyard birdwatching and feeding talks with "I'm not really a birder. I am a backyard birdwatcher." And I never tire of it. The birding bug has bit my husband and me, though, so we're off whenever we can get away.
I just love his color.
This is not Ollie. He's one of the 5 that were in one of the big snags looking. Ollie came and had his fill, then this one.
How funny is this?! There was something on the outside of the tube, and he was trying to pick it off.