It is that time of the year when a birdwatcher, if careful, can catch a waxwing at the holly berries. They, the berries, are something like fine wine and have to be frozen and thawed and then frozen and then brought to the exact correct temperature before the birds will begin to gorged. The waxwings share with the robins.
Below was taken at an angle through a hazy window, because that cold weather just did not make me eager to stand with camera in hand and attempt to quietly get close enough to them. They are shy if I go out the front door and if they fly away, there is no telling when they will return. I would be a popsicle by then.
If you look closely at the waxwing photo above, you can see another waxwing below hidden by the evergreen holly with just the flash of its' yellow tail showing.