How do the birds manage to survive in this cold? I try to keep the feeders full in the winter and have many daily visitors. This morning, I went out in my heavy coat over pj's, lugging the bird seed to the lodgepole because I took pity on my feathered friends. Half way there, I fell through the snow to my upper thigh and got snow down my boots. I wasn't wearing gloves because it's impossible to manipulate the suet feeder unless I'm bare-handed. I could just picture the headlines, "Crazy woman in pj's found frozen solid by bird feeder."
Just as I was beginning to write this, I saw movement in the back yard. The large male red fox was passing through. He seemed skittish, looking back frequently over his shoulder. He didn't hesitate, moving quickly through my yard to the forest beyond. Then, just a minute ago, I glanced outside again and there were two foxes, the male following a smaller female back into the yard. By the time I reached for my camera, they were gone. I don't think either of these is the small "tamer" fox who seems unafraid to approach me when I'm outside.
I wonder if they are being more watchful because there is a coyote also patrolling the property as part of his hunting range? On Sunday, we saw coyote tracks crisscrossing one of our ski trails. Whoops - a third fox has just followed the path through the snow made by the other two. It's like Grand Central Fox here today!
A postscript to my last blog about one good thing: If your one good thing involves another person, share with them. One good thing shared just compounds the positive!