Please don't miss her eyelashes and face whiskers, the longest of anyone's. She's also got some impressive white chin whiskers.
Besides the slightly Roman nose characteristic of bucks, he's got a nice pedicel scar just above his eye.
Pedicel scar, a little closer. Pretty how the snow is frozen in mid-descent by my wonderful Canon 7D.
I'm greatly encouraged to find a high count of 30 cardinals at the feeder so far this year. Last year I had to work to find seven! I will probably never know what happened to the cardinals in 2013-14, but many people reported steep declines.
All these photos are taken from my drafting stool, just looking out the studio window. When we bought the house in 1992, there was no studio. And there were no trees or shrubs. No birches, no spruces, no arbor vitaes. Nothing had been planted near the house but for one dahlia, and a trumpetvine that had sprung up and climbed up under the shingles. That, we eventually got rid of.
Everything else we put here, and all the wildlife has come in because of it. This is just the span of an hour or so on February 16, 2015.
As I watch and shoot photos, two deer come in. One looks familiar, very familiar. Barely bigger than her yearling son behind her. I know that doe.