Our holly tree is still full of fruit, this year - the robins that usually come in January didn't eat it all this year. There were plenty of robins in the neighborhood, but perhaps because of our remodeling disruption, they didn't linger in our yard. This morning the tree was alive with action - a flock of beautiful cedar waxwings were downing the red berries with gusto.
I stood close to the door with my binoculars, in awe of their gorgeous feathers and colors. A bird would pluck a berry off, hold it in his mouth for a second, then swallow it whole and pluck another one off a second later.