Wet birds

I was trying to get to bed earlier and I must have skipped over Tuesday.  Maybe it was because I took too many pictures and couldn't cope?  Going by those photos, the day began with a goldfinch.  A yellow rumped warbler and a Carolina wren immediately followed, then a bluebird took the suet away from them.  The wren and the warbler moved to the mulch.  A female oriole replaced the female bluebird.  A male red bellied woodpecker was next.  A red breasted nuthatch was only interested in seeds.  A brown thrasher looked for suet crumbs.  And all that happened in four minutes.  

Soon a female downy woodpecker had a turn at the suet.  A ruby crowned kinglet followed another oriole and flaunted its tiny ruby.    Too bad the light was so poor and the kinglet so jittery.  A song sparrow was easier on the camera.  The mockingbird was wet as well as puffed up.  A pelican flew through the rain and then the cat prowled through the yard.  

Rain fogged the distant trees at lunch.  White throated sparrows poked through the wet mulch.  A pine warbler waited in the dogwood to share the suet with a bluebird.  Downstream, a great blue heron waited on a dock.  The wren brought its partner.  A male oriole displaced the female.  Then a male downy slammed onto the suet and sent the oriole flying.    A crow across the creek pulled something out of the grass, maybe a worm?  Mallards, hooded mergansers, and shovelers congregated around the dead trees on the lake.  Female buffleheads fished in the creek.  More pelicans flew over but must not have seen any fish.