I have a special affection for chickadees. When I was much younger with far fewer demands on my time, I spent hours outside our Cape Cod home patiently waiting for chickadees to eat sunflower seeds from my outstretched hand. When the birds finally trusted me enough to land, it was the most incredible feeling.
Flash forward a good 40+ years and my affection for chickadees is as strong as ever. While I no longer feed these sweet little birds from I hand, I enjoy watching them eat seeds from the birdfeeders in our yard.
Below is a recent picture I took of one of the many chickadees that now frequent our central Florida property accompanied by a few lines from a song I wrote when we were still living on the Cape.