Frigid

The temperature dropped down into the 20s overnight. There was ice on the creek in addition to the frozen birdbath, but the channel along the bulkhead was kept open by the current.  Still, I was surprised to see a pelican fly upstream, and even more surprised at how long it was before it returned. 

The red bellied woodpecker visited the suet at least twice, but not when I had my hands on the camera. Downy woodpeckers were better at posing. In the afternoon, a male pileated woodpecker flew to the oak. 

The myrtle warbler scavenged fallen tidbits along with the white throats.  A small flock of goldfinches drank from the pool cover.  One was beginning to molt into summer color. 

A brown thrasher came out for bark butter balls.  So did a blue jay.  Another little flock turned out to be bluebirds.  A pine warbler and a song sparrow joined the afternoon cleaning crew.  A Carolina wren kept watch.  This should have been a bird count day.