Oh well, let's see what's buried under this snow.
Nope. No luck here.
How about over here?
Whew! Gotta come up for air!
Guess I gotta dig a little deeper.
Aha! Success! Found a seed! Num num . . . .
Oh cripes! Here come those dratted birds! Well, they're not gonna get MY seed!
Not to worry, bird-lovers. My husband shortly booted and mittened up and shoveled out a clear space and spread lots and lots of birdseed and cleared the heated birdbath, too, providing a feast for all. Let's hope the birds and squirrels manage to eat their fill before the seed gets covered up with more snow to come.