The Pine Grosbeaks have arrived!
I heard and watched several waves of Redpolls move through the Birch trees this morning as I was filling up the feeders. It had snowed/snizzled a little bit during the night and it was looking a lot like winter. Then I heard it – the twittery warble of a winter finch. I say winter finch because sometimes it’s hard to distinguish between the different songs of the finches: Purple Finch, Pine Grosbeak, Pine Siskin, Goldfinch, Redpoll. But I just knew in my heart that this bird’s song was the one finch that I was looking for, the gorgeous Pine Grosbeak, our Cardinal of the Boreal woods.
I watched them as they fed in a Jack Pine and then one flew down to an Ash Tree! They’ll find an abundant source of seeds this year in some of those trees.