It's still wet and not all that warm. The oak has yellow flowers emerging and the buds on one dogwood are swollen and about to pop. Finches were first to the feeder, followed by sparrows. A hopeful squirrel again tried to pry the feeder open.
As I was cooking lunch, first a Carolina wren, then a titmouse, and finally a cardinal and a chickadee joined the sparrows. An egret banked and turned way downstream. While we were eating, a hawk swooped over the feeder and everyone scattered. I think it may have been a sharp shin because I saw bands on a long tail. Later a squirrel got up on the table outside and showed off her nipples - clearly she's nursing.
In the afternoon, Canada geese were out on the creek and pelicans were flying low over it. The feeder was back to finches and sparrows, Clouds were still sweeping West to East while the trees tossed in the wind. It grew drier and colder than in the morning.
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