Now, I keep my field guide of Wisconsin birds next to the deck window. We have food for birds of all shapes and sizes, and they seem to love us for it. We've got cardinals, blue jays, indigo buntings, hummingbirds, mourning doves, orioles (as they pass through...very exciting!), chickadees, and so many more.
Because of the sassy raccoon who likes to climb up at night to our second-story deck to wreak havoc (and cause Rob to wonder aloud if it will get in and kill us all in our beds), I bring in the feeders each night. This is what has become of me: I tend to get up before 5 a.m. (woken by the chaos of bird sounds) to take out the feeders, lest they find another place to flutter and perch. So, I might not quite be the safari-hatted, binoculars-wearing, middle-aged yahoo....but I am closer to that little horror than I used to be, that's for sure. That's ok. It's worth it.
P.S. Don't repeat this, but Rob's a little leary about the deer out here possibly attacking too. Poor thing.
