A pair of Carolina wrens were early risers. House finches and white throated sparrows arrived soon after. The two female orioles were not joined by the male. The mockingbird was back but found the suet harder to reach. A brown thrasher was only interested in bark butter balls, which I wasn't going to waste in the rain. Titmice and chickadees appreciated the overhang on the seed feeder.
Suet eaters like the downy woodpecker had no shelter. A female cardinal ejected smaller birds and was in turn chased away by a male. She may have been an interloper as there was another female in view. Pine and yellow rumped warblers finally appeared at lunch. A yellow rump still had the remains of a black mask from summer.
The squirrels got frisky. Then one decided to rob the seed feeder but it slipped on the wet roof and was only saved by a grab at the perch. With a definite air of "I meant to do that," the squirrel proceeded to try breaking in from that vantage. But, of course, its own weight kept the door shut. Finally it fell off and hobbled away.
Bluebirds finally showed up after lunch, looking bedraggled. I saw goldfinches flitting around the sweet gum. The song sparrow spent a little time foraging under the seed feeder. The cat sat on the wet pool cover to birdwatch. Behind it, I could see a cardinal and a white throat on the beautyberry bush. Maybe the rain softened the dried up berries.
Pelicans, a great blue heron, and an egret were fishing but there was too much wet vegetation in my way. Mallards seemed to be pairing off.
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