Critter Tolerance

When the starlings show up at the feeding station, my usual response is 'oh great'. They come in large flocks, send everybody else flying and proceed to gobble up every seed in sight.
 
Well since they are 'sparrows' that God watches over just like all the rest I realized it was time to become tolerant of them and take time to observe them.

 

 First I discovered they have their own beauty

  Very pretty breast feathers

Bold contrasting beaks

and a cuteness when all puffed up against the cold. 

They were willing to share perching space. 

 and a spot at the feeder

  And everyone else was willing to stick around

 

and feast on left overs.

  

 

So o.k.; a salute to the Starlings 

 

Edit to add: In looking at them again I have given them a nickname - The Polka Dots

(sounds like a singing group from the 50's)

 

Lots more critters at:

Saturday Critters w/Eileen

 

and Wild Birds at:

Wild Bird Wednesday w/Stewart