After breakfast, a hooded merganser drake paddled upstream all by himself. He was almost two weeks early. I expect them around Veterans Day. The feral cat sashayed across the pool cover and pretended to hunt something under the azalea.
So far downy woodpeckers have been the only birds interested in the suet block. It's been a while since I last saw a red bellied woodpecker. During lunch, I spotted a pied-bill grebe on the creek. Someone's trash drifted past it. Storm clouds circled the horizon in the middle of the day but nothing came of them. The wind was not so fierce as the last two days but, with a temperature that barely made it to 60
°, it wasn't pleasant outside.
A house finch drove its kin and smaller birds from the sunflower seed feeder. The red breasted nuthatch managed to get a turn and I managed to get a picture. Not a very good one. A Carolina wren got right into the bowl of bark butter balls like it planned to hatch them. Most of the clouds disappeared before sunset and the remaining cumulus puffs turned peach color.
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