Four-and-twenty blackbirds

The creek seemed polished as it reflected the sunlit tree trunks.  Clouds started out wispy.  Downy woodpeckers made the suet disappear.  Then a flock of blackbirds swooped in.  A red-winged blackbird replaced the downy only to be shoved off the suet by a starling.  Meanwhile a blue jay had been making off with bark butter balls.  But they all left when the cat came up the steps.  I told the cat to scat, but the birds stayed away.