No. Trump is not sketching chickadees with his Sharpie now.

A chickadee was headed to the feeder outside the kitchen window, suddenly
veered, bumped into the glass pane, and landed on a nearby pine branch. It
perched there, still as a fence post. I thought it was stunned from its
encounter with the window pane. After a minute or so, a sharp-shinned hawk
flew in and rather casually grabbed the chickadee and flew off around the
back of the garage. Like taking a box of cereal off the pantry shelf. The
chickadee never seemed to attempt to evade the hawk.

Then I noticed another chickadee on a nearby lilac branch. It, too, was
motionless as could be. It remained so for several minutes until it began
to move its bill slightly, a little up, a little left, a little right, then
rotated its entire head from the neck. After a few more seconds, it flew
into the pines and began looking for seeds on the snow beneath.

Not sure what that might augur for 2021. It wasn't a good start for at
least one chickadee, however.

On another note, anyone know where the redpolls and siskins have gone?

Happy New Year and great birding to all!

Charlie
So. Washington

*“The solution to any problem---work, love, money, whatever---is to go
fishing, and the worse the problem, the longer the trip should be.”*

~ John Gierach, from *Standing in a River Waving a Stick*