This time there was less waiting. Here’s how it went:
Day 1: No birds.
Day 2: One House Finch.
Day 3: Two House Finches.
Day 4 and every day since: A shitstorm of House Finches.
Anyway, what’s amazing to me is how deeply intertwined the birds’ lives and mine have become, and how quickly. A few weeks ago, I was not someone who fed birds. For years, I was content to see whatever happened by my window, never intervening in the natural order of things. (Unless you count the space my home was taking up, the electricity and gas I was using, the waste I was generating, etc. etc. etc. DETAILS.)
Cut to today: I’m basically the Sam Malone of an avian Cheers. Every day the regulars roll in like clockwork, chatting amongst themselves as they gulp down their “usual” (seeds). Every evening, as they retire to their separate roosting places, their parting is made easier by the knowledge that they’ll see each other tomorrow at The Feeder. It’s heartwarming, really.
As for me, though my initial curiosity has been sated, I’m happy to keep footing the bill. Bird feeding, like birding, is subject to a sort of momentum that eventually frees it from the need of any reason. I just keep on doing it, even when – and yes, I am aware – I find myself doing things that would appear increasingly strange to a normal human observer.
A couple days ago I had a newcomer – a Western Scrub-Jay dropped in to have a look around.
And that, gracious readers, is how I found myself, a grown-ass man at home in the middle of the day, sprinting upstairs to my office, opening the window, lifting the screen, and showering a bewildered, three-ounce bird with a fistful of Honey Nut Cheerios.
Life is crazy, amirite?
The scrub-jay did take a few of those Cheerios, but soon wandered off to the neighbor’s yard, and then beyond. I haven’t seen him since, and I can't predict the tenor of his forthcoming review on Bird Yelp. But those birds that do drop in will find me eager to please. I guess at the end of the day – and the beginning and the middle – you might as well have some familiar faces around.