A film of ice sealed the water in the birdbath when I got up, but soon melted. While I didn't notice wind, the creek surface was not still. A myrtle warbler was the early bird. These warm days persuaded bulbs and similar vegetation to send up shoots. The Carolina jessamine began blooming. It all put me in the mood to shop for seeds.
Bluebirds monitored the feeders from the top of the redwood. The orioles definitely liked the mealworms along with the jelly. It's a good thing they are satisfied with cheap grape jelly. A block from home a flock of robins poked in the grass. I don't understand why they so rarely visit us.
During the day the temperature sneaked up to 58, but started to drop as the sun descended into a layer of thin cloud. I spotted a faint sundog. Returning from the library, I went past Witchduck Lake which was full of ducks and cormorants. I identified hoodies, shovelers, and wood ducks.
One half of the moon hung overhead as the sun set.
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