A gray day, stuck in the 40s, but full of birds. The first sign was a pelican paddling upstream. Then at lunch a sizeable flock of hoodies appeared.
But the real action was up by the feeders. A crow landed on the post so I thought I'd put out some bark butter bites for it. Yesterday's rain had turned the leftovers to soup. A few minutes later, a male oriole appeared. It sampled the bark butter but moved on to the suet. Then a pine warbler wanted some. A titmouse showed up as well.
A downy woodpecker got some suet too, but a flicker stayed on the far side of the pool. And in the camellia, maybe two feet from the window over the sink, I saw a male sapsucker. A robin landed on the pool cover with another bird that may have been a starling. Blue jays zipped across the yard
And then they all disappeared. About an hour before dark, the overcast thinned and a little sunlight leaked through. The first quarter moon was visible, if hazy,
A gray day, stuck in the 40s, but full of birds. The first sign was a pelican paddling upstream. Then at lunch a sizeable flock of hoodies appeared.
But the real action was up by the feeders. A crow landed on the post so I thought I'd put out some bark butter bites for it. Yesterday's rain had turned the leftovers to soup. A few minutes later, a male oriole appeared. It sampled the bark butter but moved on to the suet. Then a pine warbler wanted some. A titmouse showed up as well. 
A downy woodpecker got some suet too, but a flicker stayed on the far side of the pool. And in the camellia, maybe two feet from the window over the sink, I saw a male sapsucker. A robin landed on the pool cover with another bird that may have been a starling. Blue jays zipped across the yard
And then they all disappeared. About an hour before dark, the overcast thinned and a little sunlight leaked through. The first quarter moon was visible, if hazy,
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