The platform feeder has been mostly empty for three days although the Darkeyed Juncos are still showing up and finding a seed here and there. I decided to refill the feeder this morning while I had the energy to do it.
I heard a Blue Jay calling his warning call from a Black Hills Spruce along the lot line. I looked up but couldn't find him. But I did find the reason for his shrill warning.
In the tangle of branches of the walnut tree sat the Cooper's Hawk. I hadn't intended to but I was giving him a chance for a meal. The Blue Jay was doing his best to warn the little birds that flock to the feeder.
I didn't see the end of the story. I love the small birds but the predators are part of the cycle, too. Nature's balance works fine as long as we humans remember that it exists and respect it.