A morning star trailed the crescent moon before dawn. The oaks are blooming.
At lunch, the ospreys put on quite a show, hovering, perching in the pines across the creek, and were they chasing each other? There were at least three different birds.
We cleaned out the feeder and I bought more seed, but how will we prevent the same critter from raiding it again? Noise, lights, stinky perfume? Wire the clasp shut? So, the feeder sits empty waiting for human brains to exercise their alleged superiority. I'm pretty sure it's a raccoon because last year's yellow jacket nest has been excavated, again!
Despite the lack of feeder, the yard was visited by a sapsucker, a flicker, many robins and chickadees. In the late afternoon, juncos came to investigate the empty feeder sitting on the patio.
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