Pleasant

There was frost on the mulch and ice on the creek, but it didn't last long. The cardinals were courting already!  A titmouse sang for the sunrise.  The male red bellied woodpecker came for suet.  Of course there were white throats and wrens.  And before I could refill the dish feeder, bluebirds had come and gone. 

Before lunch, gulls made a commotion in the creek, probably over rotting fish. I could identify ring bills and black backs and lots of juveniles.  The ice had retreated to the shade cast by the nearer bank and the tide was very low.  Downy woodpeckers were on the lunch shift.  The male pine warbler went for suet whenever the butterbutt wasn't watching.  He liked the bark butter balls too.