Waves rolled across the creek. Sparrows stayed low to the ground. The brown thrasher was willing to swing on the dish feeder to get at the bark butter. So was a cardinal and a mockingbird. The intrepid Carolina wren managed to hang on to the suet cage. Warblers were scarce - the one I saw was down with the sparrows. I saw lots of pelicans but not once did I get a photo.
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