The rain was mostly confined to the morning, though we didn't know that in time to be useful. It came through in waves, tropical storm fashion. Birds took advantage of the breaks. A brown thrasher didn't wait.
A house finch finally sampled the bark butter. Then a male downy woodpecker took a turn. The bluebird pair visited, one by one. Too many house finches crowded the seed feeder. The bees and wasps returned to the mountain mint by mid afternoon.
A mockingbird enjoyed the hackberries. The sky even cleared, mostly, toward evening, as wood ducks glided on the creek.
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