Wednesday, February 20, 2019

Missed day?

Yesterday was very full of robins.  White throats foraged in the morning sun.  A nuthatch almost escaped the camera.  Unlike the downy woodpeckers, the male red bellied woodpecker was very wary. 

A flock of blackbirds showed up, spooked and fled, returned and repeated the routine.  There were red wings and brown headed cowbirds.  The red wings and robins drank form the pool cover.  The cowbirds were more interested in sunflower seeds. 

A squirrel got into the jelly.  Can squirrels get cavities?  The tide was quite high and I think the moon was full.  The creek surface was rough.  A male bufflehead indulged in self care while a couple of hoodies paddled purposefully upstream.  Pelicans fished in the afternoon. 

The warblers came for lunch.  And a female oriole dropped in before the jelly was quite gone.  Then something scared all the birds off.  The downy just froze and relied on its camouflage, which was not effective on thee post.  Meanwhile, clouds congealed across the sky.  A Carolina wren was hungry for bark butter. 
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Yesterday's clouds made rain today.  The light was poor even when the rain didn't streak windows.  White throated sparrows and downy woodpeckers were unfazed.  The blackbird flock returned along with their robin camp followers.  This time there were a few starlings and a grackle with them. 

Titmice and nuthatches came for seeds.  I saw both red breasted and brown headed nuthatches on the feeder, but they were fast.  Pine warblers brightened the gloom but myrtle warblers just bullied them.  The male red bellied woodpecker returned.  Even a junco appeared. 

A great blue heron watched the creek.  Another landed on our floating dock.  Pelicans flew past.  I went out for errands. In the front yard, as I backed my car out, the sapsucker was at work on the pecan.  A shoveler pair were feeding at the far end of the lake.  I saw female hoodies and a huge flock of cormorants on the lake. 

The daffodils bowed under the weight of rain.  Maple tree buds were beginning to open.  And of course the feral, invasive callery pears were about to bloom. 


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