It was very quiet at first, but then the white throats popped out. A female cardinal rudely shouldered one off the feeder. The single-minded downy woodpeckers stuck to the suet. A myrtle warbler seemed forlorn though there was food for it today.
Then a flock of crows dropped in. Some of them appeared to have spent the night on lower branches as their feathers were streaked with white that looked like guano.
A few daffodils began blooming despite the chill. Flowers were scattered around the Carolina jessamine. There were four pelicans on the creek at one time but they were too spread out to get in one picture. The buffleheads were back. An egret landed along the water's edge. The weird muscovy that hangs out with geese was by itself.
Pine warblers came back looking for a handout. One female oriole showed up, briefly. A brown headed nuthatch joined the chickadees' rotation at the seed feeder.
I went to the library to return books. The dwarf flowering cherries at the library have a thick coat of lichen but the other trees planted at the same time do not. I saw ruddy ducks in the lake by Lynnhaven House, across the road and upstream from the lake behind the dam. When I got home, a yellow bellied sapsucker was poking holes into the pecan.
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