This morning Font Hill was very slow. There was an absence of sparrows. Almost all the SONGS had moved out. The SWAMPS were down to 4-5. No lincolns and even the WHITE-THROATS were down to 5-6. There's always tomorrow! Bonnie Ott (p.s. a customer in the store today mentioned some streaky little birds on his upsidown thistle feeder. Bet they were SISKINS!)