At the feeder: Chickadees

The little chickadees flit in and out so quickly that it has been difficult to photograph them…

Chickadee-1

Chickadee 2-1

Chickadee 3-1

Chickadee 4-1

Chickadee 5-1

My birdie looked wise
 With his little black eyes,
As he peeked and peered from his perch at me
With a throbbing throat and a flutter of glee,
 As if he would say–
 Sing trouble away,
Chickadee, chickadee, chickadee-dee.
(From the poem “Chickadee” by Hanford Lennox Gordon)

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