When the snow flies, the birds become brave.
Looking for something that can't be seen beneath the snow.
I put out seed and suet during these times to make survival a bit easier.
I have learned that I have to be careful in feeding the birds, because of my cat Reuben.
Cats will be cats, and he is a hunter.
When I feed the birds, I keep him on house arrest and he has restricted 'outside time'.
Yes, just like prison.
He has to earn his good behaviour.
In the meantime, the birds stock up on some energy to beat the cold temperatures.