First this brightly colored fellow, the Cardinal.
Next. below the Blue Jay. He is the trickster that makes the call of the hawk while he sits high in the tree. Maybe he is trying to scare away others from the feeder? He is the size of a robin and can be intimidating to the smaller seed-eating birds. He also has a big neck pouch where he stores his food for later hiding.
And, last but not least for this post, is the Carolina wren. There are at least four making routine visits to my hanging suit feeder. This is a tiny bird but his song can be heard a long way and in the spring this is the one that wakes me up in the mornings. I used to think one hid under the cover of our barbeque. But now I realize he was just eating the fat that drips into the tin pan below!