My bird feeders are always packed with birds, packed I say.
But when it snows, the area transforms from a tranquil spot for a bite to eat,
into an "all you can eat buffet" with visitors who appear like they have not eaten in years.
I don't want to call them "pigs"...but I do like to call a spade a spade.
Getting images of them is like shooting fish in a barrel,
barely a challenge.
But there is one little guy, a red little guy, who has eluded my camera
every single time it snowed this winter.
I have captures from previous years I could share, but I like to keep things fresh and current.
So on Friday, when it snowed, I finally got him.
Mr. Male Cardinal
Not my best, but not so bad for the "bad boy" who doesn't like to be photographed.