Grandpapa always takes us to our favorite spot for feeding the birds. Grandmaman did not join us on our hike this year. She was worried about the conditions on the trail being too icy. It turns out there was enough fresh snow to make the trail easy to navigate. Boogs really missed Grandmaman on this hike.
When we made it to our favorite spot, the chickadees did not hesitate to swoop down and grab a few seeds out of our hands. Often, there was more than one bird visiting your hand at once.
I took this slow motion video of a chickadee landing on my hand. Boogs watched it later and gave me a sports announcer voice playback of the chickadee's moves. It was hilarious. I can't remember all that he said, but he was adamant that the bird was angry with "the fool who dared to supply inferior seed". This little bird appeared to be giving me dirty looks after he rejected the last two seeds in my hand.
Of course there were squirrels around raiding the bird feeders.
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