Possibly. We already have a Red-breasted Nuthatch at our feeder. That little sucker isn't afraid of anything either. He hangs on the peanut feeder and will not leave even when I walk by a few feet away. Not even when Roxy comes barreling out the door after the squirrels just below the feeder. Roxy runs back and forth under that feeder and the Nuthatch just keeps pecking the peanuts. Lori has a Red one too. She also has Pine Siskins already. It might be one of those winters after all.
It sure got cold here all of a sudden. As you can see from the last post, we were in short sleeves on Sunday. Today, I was in a hoodie and jacket, and my hands were freezing. But the birding is worth it. I was inundated with juncos (50), White-throated Sparrows (40), and Golden-crowned Kinglets (38) in the woods at Pennypack.
I look back at some old posts and think - what a dope I am. Last year, I went on and on about seeing 11 Kinglets. Big deal compared to this year. I have seen more Kinglets - both Ruby and Golden crowned - than I thought was possible. (Mark this post. I'll probably eat these words in the future too. Hopefully.) I could watch these little go-getters all day long. They are tiny little birds who are focused on picking little things from the undersides of leaves. They are determined. Just like the Nuthatch in my yard, they don't seem to even notice people passing by on bikes or jogging, or even with Roxy. They just keep going. I wish them well on their southbound trip.
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