Post script to earlier post: I looked out the window a few moments ago to see the deer munching on the fallen birdseed below the feeders. It is a common site here as they trot over from the woods next to my house. 
I looked out the window by my desk this morning to note the little birds are here. I always have some birds year round at the feeder, but these little guys don't usually show up until spring.
There are numerous cardinals in the area, or as we used to call them back in the country in Texas, "Red birds." If you saw a red bird, you got to make a wish.
My other feeder that holds food like a chute got a little chip out of the corner of the plastic and now when I fill it, the seed falls out on the ground. I looked out yesterday to see a flock of doves under the feeder, having a great time with their new found bounty.Before long, though, the blue birds will be here, and they are my favorite. I had never seen a live blue bird until I moved to Mississippi. I had never seen a dogwood tree until I moved to Mississippi. Now, I have them both in my own yard. Life is good, and spring is coming.
