The birdbath froze, the mulch was frosted, and the dock was white. A brown thrasher foraged in the leaves under the azalea at the end of the pool.
A bit later when the light was better, a couple of white throats hunted food in the same area. A few cormorants were the only birds on the creek.
After the day had warmed somewhat, a downy woodpecker brunched on the suet. Well, that meant the nuthatches had to have some too. Meanwhile the chickadees tucked into the sunflower seeds except one who grabbed a bite of suet. All the birds acted like they were worried that the hawk would return.
The vivid, streaky sunset came so early, followed by another cold night, but at least we got the heat back on in the house.
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