Critters in a Winter Snow

What amazes me about winter storms is that critters still manage to find a way to get by.  Of course, some critters have it easier than others.  Like this mourning dove.  The snow was coming down and the bird landed on the deck railing–which I brushed off now and again during the storm–and he just sat there stuffing his face.  He almost looks happy, doesn’t he?

Mourning dove eating in spite of the snow.

 After the dove was done eating, it just stayed on the railing watching the snow come down.  I was wondering how much snow could accumulate before he’d have a hard time flying off.  But then I got distracted by something else. 

Mourning dove letting snow pile up on its back.

Like this duck. 

Drake mallard drops in for a bite to eat.

This mallard drake was soon joined by a few pals.  Soon they all waddled across the snow.  Kind of look like they mean business, don’t they?

Mallards on their way across the yard.

Their destination was an area I had shoveled out for them.  Oh, the corn was a nice touch, too, I suppose.

Lucky ducks.

This cardinal showed up shortly afterwards.  It’s like he and the dove and the ducks had nothing better to do than hang out and eat during the snow storm.  And like I had nothing better to do than shovel and put out food for them.

Male cardinal hanging out in the snow storm.

Meanwhile, the squirrels had made their way onto our deck.  This is Leany.  He was either hit by a car, fell out of a tree, got whacked by his spouse or has a neurological condition, because he leans to one side.  In fact, I’ve seen him fall over while eating.  I have to clear the deck for him.

Leany eating sunflower seeds.

The day after the storm, I saw this chipmunk sticking its head out of a hole in the snow.

Chipmunk peeking out of the snow.

He came out a bit further for a closer look.

Curious chipmunk checking me out.
Well, gosh, how cute, said I to myself.  And he’s probably hungry, so I threw a couple of salt-free peanuts towards them.  I happen to have a few peanuts.  In a 50-gallon trash can.   One peanut landed near him and seemed to get his attention. 
Chipmunk checking out the peanut.

It didn’t take long for him to abandon his hidey-hole.

Chipmunk with peanut in hand.

And with that, the chipmunk and nut were gone.

Buttoms up, my friend.

Best of all, perhaps, was what I witnessed yesterday.  I looked outside between bouts of not doing anything and saw two flickers on a nearby tree. 

Two flickers flickering about on a tree.

They chased each other around the tree trunk a bit.  And then they both cocked their heads backwards.

Flicker with his head up, flirting.

Then there was a bit of feather fluttering.

Feathery, flickery display.

Then they chased each other around a bit, upon which time I ran inside to get the video camera, only to discover the battery was dead.  Then I grabbed Mark’s point and shoot camera and pointed and got a bit of flickery flitting, and not a very good vid at that.  As I was running the video, the flickers made instantaneous contact, which might just have been mating. 

Oh, here’s one reason why it’s possible the flickers were hanging around. 

Flicker at the suet block.

 So that’s what happens around my house when a snow storm comes in.  It’s all about the critters.

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Kay
Kay
13 years ago

Amy,
I love your stories and the dry and sly humor that interlaces them makes me laugh out loud.
Kay

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