My grandparents took me to Thickson’s woods, just south of Whitby when I was a child. It has the reputation of being a good place to see birds up close.
On this overcast morning, I visited it once again and was quickly greeted by a Black-capped Chickadee. In some locations such as Ashbridge’s Bay or High Park, Chickadees are used to being fed by hand. I wasn’t sure about Thickson’s Woods but had brought some feed along just in case.
As you can see, about half a dozen Chickadees were delighted to see me:
I held the camera in one hand and the seed in the other:
The trails here were very, very icy:
I was very happy to have my new “grippers.
“I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says, “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.” ― Lewis Carroll,