And a dreary, drizzly, raw gray day to be calling itself Spring. Not only was the invisible sun over the equator, the equally invisible moon was full and close to Earth. Humpf. The wildlife was slow getting up, like me. A white throated sparrow hunkered down on the feeder perch. The downy woodpeckers ignored everything but suet.
Several blue jays hung around to see if anything tasty would appear. A female oriole had the same idea and I got some jelly out for her.
Then the male red bellied woodpecker inspected a dogwood. The yellow streaked myrtle warbler tucked into the bark butter. A titmouse watched for an opening to slip in and get away with a seed. A squirrel stripped redwood bark to carry off and line her(?) nest.
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