Morning was gloomy and afternoon was wet. A Carolina wren pecked at the suet. Then a yellow rumped warbler took a turn. Then the cat began birdwatching. So much for K's cat whispering.
Bluebirds had difficulty with the diminished suet. The mockingbird watched. A brown thrasher hoped for barkbutter. Downy woodpeckers dug right in. Orioles queued up for a turn but the male red bellied woodpecker jumped the line. Starlings crashed the party.
About five white throated sparrows scuttled around in the rain hunting their dinner. The pelicans were back. A female hoodie left a wake as she hurried somewhere. The young eagle landed in the pines across the creek. Rain streaked the windows after lunch.
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