By Fred Bouchard Fresh snow is still banking up, the Pats showed up and got beat up in Santa Clara, Red Sox pitchers and catchers are catching up in palmy Fort Myers, and juncos—pecking millet and sunflower seed— are crowding up beneath my lilac-row feeder. Oh, uppy day! Braving an unprecedented zero-Fahrenheit stretch, juncos are hot this winter. Favorite winter visitors, juncos gray forms sharp-etched on snow-powder—stand apart from the usual suspects: dun House Sparrows, streaky-brown Song Sparrows, gray titmice. Arriving in dark, brisk flocks in October—their numbers annually fluctuate upwards with severe forecasts—these “little black jobs” cheerfully stand in [READ MORE]