I had an early excursion and didn't really start watching till I got home. White throats were everywhere. At least two red breasted nuthatches wanted seeds and suet. The male oriole was back and finished off the jelly. Fortunately K bought more. Either the jelly or the mealworms made the oriole thirsty. Doves and juncos poked around below the feeder. Then a Carolina wren cleaned out the mealworm dish.
At lunch, the downy and the oriole were back. A brown headed nuthatch came for a drink right after I cleaned and refilled the birdbath. It must have been watching. I saw a couple of egrets soar overhead. A flock of crows milled around and I hoped for a hawk but didn't see any reason for their behavior. I also glimpsed a kingfisher zooming past.
As shadows grew long, a live great blue heron preened on the dock opposite the bronze statue of one. Geese and mallards paddled below. Then a male kingfisher landed on the boatlift across the creek and I realized that a female with a fish was sitting on our dock bench. Just as the battery died, a male hoodie paddled by. The male kingfisher moved to the top of the purple martin birdhouse where I saw it dive but couldn't tell if it caught anything.
I had an early excursion and didn't really start watching till I got home. White throats were everywhere. At least two red breasted nuthatches wanted seeds and suet. The male oriole was back and finished off the jelly. Fortunately K bought more. Either the jelly or the mealworms made the oriole thirsty. Doves and juncos poked around below the feeder. Then a Carolina wren cleaned out the mealworm dish. 
At lunch, the downy and the oriole were back. A brown headed nuthatch came for a drink right after I cleaned and refilled the birdbath. It must have been watching. I saw a couple of egrets soar overhead. A flock of crows milled around and I hoped for a hawk but didn't see any reason for their behavior. I also glimpsed a kingfisher zooming past.
As shadows grew long, a live great blue heron preened on the dock opposite the bronze statue of one. Geese and mallards paddled below. Then a male kingfisher landed on the boatlift across the creek and I realized that a female with a fish was sitting on our dock bench. Just as the battery died, a male hoodie paddled by. The male kingfisher moved to the top of the purple martin birdhouse where I saw it dive but couldn't tell if it caught anything. 
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