The turtles were back on their log. Pelicans flew over the creek even though it must have been quite mild out on the bay. The sky was streaky and hazy blue. I was taking a picture of flying cormorants when a large flock of small birds bombed my photo. I could not guess what they were.
There was still a bit of suet left for the downy woodpeckers. Warblers weren't so sure about hanging upside down to eat. Bluebirds stuck to barkbutter balls. Juncos stuck to terra firma. A robin watched from the far side of the mountain mint stalks. The brown headed nuthatches were only interested in sunflower seeds and a drink from the ant moat. Orioles liked everything in dishes.
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