Cardinals at Sunset

Every evening, close to sunset, I go outside and sit in my chair and wait. Right at sunset, I can hear “chip, chip, chip” and I know the Cardinals are making their way to my bird feeders. They swoop in one by one to fill their bellies full of black oil sunflower seed. Sometimes I count 30 or more at a time at the feeders and on the ground. Then they fly up and disappear into the trees to sleep.


Beautiful creatures of God....