The "Bird" Feeder

There was quite a parade today at the feeder.
When I got up this morning, the chipmunk was busily and successfully raiding the feeder. Amy asked if she should chase him (?) away, but I like chipmunks and don't mind if we feed them. How many apples trees and blackberry patches have I grabbed a bite from? Seems only fair that the chipmunk should find a free meal where possible.
(Admittedly, it's easy for me to say; Amy's usually the one who fills the feeder ...)

In any case, the chipmunk was chased away by a squirrel, which was too heavy to be able to eat from the feeder but apparently had feelings of possession anyway. When the squirrel tired of standing guard, a blue jay came in, followed by a downy woodpecker.

This white-breasted nuthatch showed up later. Beautiful curved beak.

And then the arrival that reminded us of the progression of the season -- the pair of American goldfinch, with the male having thrown off his winter garb in favor of a bright yellow coat.

The other spring coat I noted today was on the garden rock outside.

Green is beautiful.