The morning sky was hazy. Somehow the jelly dish had arrived upside-down on the lower patio. The birdbath was frozen again. Pelicans were fishing on the creek. Mourning doves visited. Downy woodpeckers single-mindedly focused on suet. Carolina wrens were busy in the mulch, then gave it up for suet. But the warbler was on patrol, even harassing the house finches that had no interest in suet. White throats stayed on the ground. A brown thrasher was attracted to the barkbutter balls. By mid afternoon the haze had thickened and the sun was only a brighter spot in the overcast.
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