Both the creek and the feeder are busy. Gulls, herons, pelicans, and I thought I glimpsed an osprey, but maybe not.
Drama on the feeder: the male cardinal evicted the chickadees and then chased off the white-throated sparrow. The female again watched from the shrubbery. When the cardinal left, the sparrow returned and it too rejected the chickadees and titmice. I noticed the sparrow also visited the birdbath for a drink. Some birds, like chickadees, don't seem to need water.
By lunch, all was gray and windy. It certainly no longer seemed warmer.
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