We had our first real snow of the year last night, about two inches. It was not expected; a minor low pressure system swirling off the coast just brushed us, bumping into the south-moving arctic blob that has dropped temperatures below freezing. Apparently it's going to stick around for while too. I may even have to wear gloves!
The cold and covered ground has brought everyone to the feeder. I've photographed all these birds many times before, but the snowy background freshens them up somehow. House Finch is pretty enough to be an ornament.
Poor Spotted Towhee cannot scratch among the leaves, and is pretending to be arboreal, working his way up to the feeder.
Three Northern Flickers were here at once. This one appears to be the Yellow-shafted race.