The crabapple tree outside our bedroom is a decorative variety, so the apples taste inedible (to humans). One of the best features about the tree is that the apples don’t fall off when they are ripe; they hang on the tree all winter, like cherries. Well, not all winter; the birds feast on them until nearly spring, leaving the branches bare and ready for a new crop.
This morning, nearly a hundred cedar waxwings congregated at the tree to eat the apples. They would hang out in the Rocky Mountain maple nearby, waiting until the dogs and other threats were gone; then one by one, they would transfer to the crabapple and start pecking at the apples. The waxwings are beautiful birds, with their yellow tail tips, red and black/white-checked wing edges, and the distinguished little horn on the top of their heads. It was fun to see them so close to the window, where I could get a good look at them.