Recently, my front yard tree became a host to some winter robins. They take their fill of berries from the tree, then fly to the gutter to have a little drink. These birds are so heavy, they look about ready to burst. Last year, there were dozens that descended upon the tree and fleeced it in a couple of hours. Not a single berry was left. This year, there were only about 6 of them and they were feasting for days. We were having a fine misty snow when they came by the other day. Click on the pictures to see them better. I love those red berries against the gray sky.
The berries are gone now, and so are the birds. They've left little in their wake except their own droppings. Talk about poor manners!