Sunday, April 5, 2020

High tide

The creek was as smooth as glass despite the very high tide.  The brown thrasher appeared to be addicted to the suet.   The bluebirds seemed very fond of bark butter balls.  The junco was willing to eat anything.  A Carolina wren appeared more curious than hungry.   The male red bellied woodpecker wanted suet.  So did starlings. 

An osprey cruised overhead, scanning for fish.  The molting myrtle warbler poked around.  A wasp enjoyed rue flowers. 

The night sky was clear so I took pictures of Venus and the moon.  They were no longer together.- Venus was sinking toward the trees in the West while the moon was still behind trees in the East.    


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