All it takes is a handful of peanuts to start the show.
First the crows hear the familiar sound of peanuts rattling on the frozen pavement, and they start calling, "Food! Food! Mine! Mine!"
Then come the scrub jays, to claim their share:
Western Gray Squirrels, of course, come running for the handouts, and start swarming all over the squirrel feeder:
A couple of shy Steller's Jays, not very common at our low altitude, joined in this morning:
And as always, the show plays to a fully appreciative audience: