The bluebird of frustration

Gray sky, no birds.

 Still gray at lunch, but a pageant of birds.  Chickadees and titmice, then cardinals, juncos, and white throated sparrows, and then...a bluebird stopped in for a drink from the birdbath.  My thrashing around to reach the camera scared it off.  Finally, for dessert, the nuthatch reappeared and had a drink from the hummer feeder.  By this time I had the camera, but I was behind the window screen, and only got a blur. The male house finches are much redder than at the end of summer.