It's been a year since we had a working feeder up (odd considering all the bird love around here), so I asked Felix to built one for me and he happily did, out of scraps from the cabinetry shop across the street. I put it in the backyard, just off the kitchen porch, in an area which has been remarkably beautiful, cosy, and private this year. My favorite part of the garden.
Other years I've kept a giant bag of birdseed down in the mudroom, out of sight and mind, to find it forgotten and moth-infested, after noticing empty and abandoned feeders. This time, though, I thought to keep it close at hand (in a vintage bread box, no less) in small quantities, where I will remember to check on the seed supply every day.
So far it's working--my little pile of sunflower seeds has attracted titmice, chickadees, and nuthatches, and I'm hoping that the word will soon spread to the cardinals.