Oh, How I wish I could

Oh, How I wish I could

Outside my Window

It's two thirty on a Sunday afternoon.  The thermometer on my patio fence reads eleven degrees. The yard is all white and freezing rain has been intermittent for hours.  I have been sitting at my computer since noon and regularly looking out the window beside me at the corner of our yard where two normally busy sheets meet.  I have not seen a single vehicle travel down either street during this time, so folks must be heeding the weather folk's advice to stay home.  

I just went to the kitchen for a drink and luckily my camera was on the counter.   There were three birds fighting over the suet hubby had rigged up in front of our kitchen window.  

They were so busy they failed to notice me when I started clicking away.  I have no idea what kind of birds these are but they were certainly happy to find our feeders.