I took a few minutes out of my snow day to shoot some pictures of birds outside of my window. Dozens of them hopped and dove around the feeder, rapidly draining it of seed. I'd never given much thought to what it's like for them to brave the winter elements until I watched them bracing themselves against the wind, hanging tightly onto small branches and shaking snow flakes off of their backs.
Some didn't seem to care about the big lens sitting on the other side of the window, while others, especially the cardinals, were incredibly skittish. All of them displayed a bit of personality, even the little guy that stared at me with a gaze that seemed to say, "Let me in where it's warm".