It was a bright, sunny, but quite cold morning. Despite the chill, house finches were singing away near the Ash woods feeder. There was not a great deal of bird activity, apart from singing finches. Chickadees, cardinals, a few juncos, mourning doves, etc. were present in small numbers. However, I did derive some amusement from watching this crow fly into the Ash woods with a big hunk of bread. He seemed pretty pleased with himself.