It rained all night last night, and like I've noticed in the past, the finches were unusually active this morning. I'm not sure why the morning after an all night rain causes a bit of a feeding frenzy, but it does seem to be a thing. We had quite a number of both Lesser Goldfinches and House Finches at the feeder most of the morning. The poor things looked pretty miserable and rain soaked though.
It was breezy and overcast for much of the remainder of the day, but finally in the late afternoon the sun peeked out from behind the clouds and it was glorious. The birds appeared to be really enjoying the warmth and the light, hanging out at the feeder, flitting around here and there, chirping and singing, just very obviously full of joy. It was quite a sight.
I think we humans sometimes forget that wild creatures have feelings and emotions too. They live out in the elements, constantly exposed to threats of all sorts. Imagine how good it must feel to bask in the warm sun on a bird feeder after spending all night clinging to a tree limb in a cold, windy rainstorm.