The mockingbird was early again. I got one photo with its nictitating membrane closed. I missed a shot of a pelican floating on bright reflections. The eyebrow birds - white throated sparrows and Carolina wrens - came for breakfast. Pine and myrtle warblers continued their argument over pecking order.
Bluebirds arrived for lunch. So did a couple of mourning doves. The sky was a clear blue, bulbs were sending up shoots, and the temperature was in the 60s, but breezy. Downstream, an egret fished by exposed tree roots.
I cobbled together a replacement for the missing hook on the feeder I've been using for grape jelly. It won't work with the hummer feeder top, and I learned that it won't discourage a squirrel with a sweet tooth. The squirrel tried to shimmy up the shepherd's crook and slid back to the ground. Then it got up on a chair and leaped for the top of the crook, dangled there and gobbled jelly. Fortunately, it left some.
Then a chipping sparrow joined a pair of house finches on the seed feeder. The finches soon left. Warblers and bluebirds commuted between suet and barkbutter, but the mockingbird stuck to barkbutter.
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