It gets in their way when they fly. I noticed some whizzed right through it, but when the flakes got really big, and the snow came down harder, they would stop and start, stop, and start. I brushed all the snow off the feeder so they wouldn't have to put their beaks through that.
It was beautiful waking up to all of the snow falling, you know how I love that, but I'm worried about all of my new flowers and new leaves on the trees.
Oh, trees! I forgot! Today is Friday! My town shootout....trees! Gotta go!