Foggy

The early warbler found a soggy breakfast.  A white breasted nuthatch was more cheerful over suet and seeds.  A hopeful goldfinch was back but the house finches were still mean to it.  However, they were beginning to court each other  The orioles fussed over turns at the jelly.  At some point the orange cup fell out and I think the jelly got dumped.  Bluebirds made sure to get their turns at the barkbutter balls. 

Downy stuck to the suet but the white breasted nuthatch also wanted some.  Then the pileated took over for a while. 

A little flock of juncos foraged under the seed feeder.  They were joined by the chipping sparrow.  Later a couple of white throats and a couple of doves hunted fallen seeds.  A Carolina wren found a spilled barkbutter ball and hammered it into submission.  Then an oriole chased it because it was close to the jelly dish.  I don't know what the blue jay found but it hammered something on a branch. 

Apparently the West side of the house has become the haunt of cats.  The yellow long hair was under the bench until it decided to chase the black and white cat.  

I didn't think it was warm but a couple of turtles crawled out on their log anyway.  A few pelicans patrolled the creek.  A morose-looking great blue heron huddled on the neighbors' floating dock.  Another stood on the turtle log after the turtles left.  And the fog faded to black.