Momma Goldfinch

She sat for a long time carefully selecting each seed and eating it slowly.  So different from the hyper Chickadees.  It was so nice to see her since my birds are few and far between and the squirrels completely missing.  Even my ever-dependable mourning doves aren't around much.  A great disappointment but I live in hope that they will all return. Of course, I still have kooky Clarence the Cardinal pecking at the windows from time to time so there's that.  With the world as it is, hope seems the only thing we have now.  Gift#343, hope.