The early daffodils shot up and blossomed in the balmy air. The sassanqua camellia still had a few pink flowers and there were bees around. Blue jays were frustrated that I insisted on soaking up some sunshine when they wanted barkbutter balls. The downy woodpeckers grew daring and made little dashes in to the suet. A brown thrasher tried the same with the barkbutter balls, but left so fast it dropped one. The bluebirds took their time.
I saw two adult and two juvenile pelicans. The noonday tide was very low again. Over a dozen turtles crowded onto the logs on the lake. The immature eagle returned to the dock bench. It made a foray toward the obnoxious crow which retreated to the top of a post. I think I made the eagle nervous because it flew up into the pines.
Toward evening, a male kingfisher perched on one of the posts of the neighbor's dock. It had been on your dock earlier and plunged after a fish. That got me to thinking about the different ways that different species of bird do their fishing. Only eagles and osprey use talons, as far as I know. Pelicans scoop and kingfishers grip with their beaks. Do herons stab or grip?
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