Yesterday it had just been refilled and I was adjusting it.
A hungry/impatient Downey Woodpecker decided that I was not a threat, came onto the feeder, grabbed a few seeds, and then flitted off to a nearby bush.
While he was on the feeder, we were eye to eye and about eighteen inches apart.
Other than pigeons/ducks/geese that mooch lunch crumbs, that's the closest that I've ever been to a wild one.
Today we added a species to the count. For about five minutes I saw my first grackle of the season.