I know I can’t feed all birds everywhere, I would see no one, or nothing starve. I can’t even feed all of the local wildlife all of the time. But I do what I can. What that means is that some of local birds and the odd squirrel get a rather nice breakfast of ground up fat ball (which the buggers are refusing to eat when whole but devour with gusto when powdery), ground up peanuts and mealworms.
It seems to work the table is mostly cleared by early evening. There’s usually a residue, but I had cleared old residue, so it was barren.
This time of year we get baby starlings. There were 2 this evening trying to eke out food. I reloaded the table. It’s strange isn’t it? I feel guilty at deriving pleasure & particularly entertainment from something that is just hungry and needs food. Earlier today I was watching the table. There were birds perched on all four sides, and one in the centre with the food. It was defending its store, and attacking anything that attempted to grab a bite. In the end they kind of just piled in and overwhelmed the defender of food.
Anyhow back to this evening there were two baby starlings, both fighting over the now replenished table. They were going at each other so hard that at one point they just fell off the table. Such is nature!
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