I suppose this is a bit off topic although it involves feeding, just not me. I’ve had a lifelong interest in birds. I have often wondered what the librarian in Delafield thought of me when I asked for weird things like a book so I could identify the bird that I was seeing and hearing in the field behind our house. (Whippoorwill). I am not a “birder” but I’ve always kept an eye out for special or unusual birds. So when an oriole showed up on my feeders unexpectedly one morning I quickly sliced an orange in half and ran out to the feeders in a frenzy like my friend Judy when she sees a rat or a squirrel and rushes to give them Crackerjack® or circus peanuts.
Within minutes there were 5 or 6 male orioles and 2 females. I was overjoyed and then a rose breasted grosbeak joined the group! My cup runneth over! A little less joyful when a woodpecker butted in. They’re ok. But I don’t like what they do to the wood on my house and they aren’t all that exotic.
And then . . . Miracle of miracles!!! an indigo bunting!! I have not seen one in 50 years. IN MY BACKYARD!!
Oh sure cardinals are nice. But phffftt. I got buntings.