The creek was frozen, with a gaggle of egrets sunning by the dam outlet. But I had no time to photograph them.
When I got home a squirrel was begging at the door. The creek was still frozen. White throats scurried around the patio. Titmice carried off seeds to hammer open. The female red bellied woodpecker dug into the suet. The kinglet slipped onto the suet but the butterbutt chased it away. Downy woodpeckers were determined to get some suet.
Bu afternoon, the ice on the creek was about half gone. Herons fished in the open current. A pair of red breasted mergansers dived along the edge of the ice. By this time the ice was thin enough that ripples rolled right across it. A cloud of gulls whirled in the air by the dam and settled along the bank to eat decaying fish. Some landed on the ice or dock posts.
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