We have a huge collection of black birds in our neighborhood who occasionally descend on our feeder, about 20-40 at a time. They fight over the four slots to the feeder, flapping their wings as they do so. They fight over the suet, and they mill about all over the place on the ground. They are mostly grackles, which I feel are good birds. (If they were starlings, I would scare them off.) But in those grackles, every once in a while I would see some starlings or cowbirds. Yesterday I saw an even more impressive sight. Red-wing blackbirds. I saw their epaulets, which were small (what Peterson calls "hidden") and yellow, but I did see some red. I saw red-wing blackbirds when I was a child, and I feel that the baseball team in the place where I came from, Rochester, New York, was named after them (The Rochester Red Wings). But they have been rare here. Until now I only saw them in scattered places, such as Point of Rocks Park. If I tap on the window, they get scared and all fly off. Their concept of flying off is interesting. They just hop to the nearest tree, and the naked trees then sport black birds all over the place like Christmas tree ornaments. About a minute later, they all fly to the feeder again. I think it is interesting that birds of different species, or even families, will flock together. It represents a considerable extension of the concept of racial harmony, which extends only to one species (our own). Jim Blowers