Geese disturbed the creek at dawn. Somewhat later, cormorants, gulls, and egrets rushed upstream, driving a school of fish, I assume. After a while they drifted back down. Sparrows stayed under cover in the camellia and other shrubs.
At lunch, the male downy came for suet. When it flew off into the dogwood, a mockingbird popped up sending the woodpecker up into an oak. The mockingbird sat in the sun for quite a lengthy time. Then a squirrel ran up the trunk and out on the mockingbird's limb. The bird bounced but didn't fly. It just turned around. The squirrel descended and appeared to bury a dried-up black dogwood berry. The day was bright and clear and many of the leaves had colored. But it was chilly.
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