But when I am working, what I mostly see are the birds, and chipmunks when it is warmer. I keep one eye on the computer and one eye out the window, watching what goes on at the bird feeder. I sometimes wonder who got the privilege of assigning names to the birds I see. I am especially amused by the name given to this little bird ...
It does indeed have a bright patch of yellow there at its rump.
Suppose we were designated by the color of our rumps? I guess today I'd be a "magenta-rumped geezer" seeing as that is the color of the sweats I am wearing.
These winter visitors do not eat seeds with the rest of the birds, but they began coming to the feeder several years ago, attracted to the high-energy stuff I put in the suet feeders.
A real treat this year has been the frequent visits of this little bird, the brown creeper, which is very well camouflaged.
It lives here year round, but in all the years I have been watching birds, I have only seen one a few times. It too is aptly named. It clings to the tree and goes round and round as it creeps up the trunk. This is the first year it has gotten brave enough to come this close to the house.