Lazy morning turns windy

The moon was just touching the treetops in the West when I got up.  The camera could not see it against the morning sky.  A bufflehead is making ripples in the creek surface.  There is a light wind, but only a single chickadee has appeared.  The sky is cloudless this morning and I could almost see my breath.  I hear crows, as always, and geese paddle by, as always.

By 9am, the wind had picked up and gusts were roaring in the trees.  Cloud puffs on the Northern horizon are moving East, but the wind in the trees looks like it is out of the Southeast.  It's hard to tell because it's swirling around houses.  A Carolina wren was on the feeder until a female house finch took over.  Juncos scurried around the patio.  A cormorant fished on the now-rough creek, then a parade of geese headed downstream. A pelican flew upstream. 

By noon, more birds were braving the wind.  Two nuthatches traded off on the feeder till a finch pair showed up.  The white-throated sparrow continues to hunker down in the mulch facing into the wind.  On the water, I think I see mergansers with the buffleheads.  A kingfisher lit on a piling and pelicans continue to fly by.

At lunch, the wren came back and proceeded to shovel seeds and husks out of the feeder.  It held its ground when the cardinals arrived.  Meanwhile juncos scurried and the sparrow foraged.  Nuthatches and chickadees also tried for feeder seeds.

After sundown, a bright planet cleared the trees in the East, probably Jupiter.  It's two days past full so I'm still waiting for moonrise.