Nervous birds

The sky was gray at breakfast.  There would be a crowd of birds, then nothing.  The feral cat was responsible for one disappearance.  A low flying heron spooked the birds, including a brown thrasher just as I had it in focus.  A red bellied woodpecker took its place on the suet. A frustrated downy watched. 

The sweet gum was leafing out and flowering.  Tiny, red oak leaves above the tassels of oak blossoms looked like hula dancers.  A white throated sparrow seemed disheveled so perhaps it was molting. 

The sun came out around 11am.  The myrtle warbler spent some time with its beloved suet.  The turtle log was full to overflowing.