Daylight Saving Time got us up near dawn. The sunlight reflected on the creek while it was still in the shade. The male downy woodpecker was up early too, finishing off the suet.
When we got home, a brown thrasher was helping itself to bark butter balls, but it spooked and did not come back. A pair of buffleheads preened as they floated on the creek.
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