Yesterday, I was at Engage Norfolk in an echoing underground hall so I missed the middle of the day and came home hoarse. The pileated woodpecker came to breakfast, followed by a pine warbler. A white throated sparrow scavenged beneath the seed feeder. A blue jay stuffed its beak with barkbutter balls.
When I got home, a moth-eaten oriole wanted mealworms. The pileated came back. Then the cat showed up.
Today, the pileated was back for more. A song sparrow scoured the patio in search of crumbs. The dog begged to go out and settle matters with a handful of crows but I was otherwise occupied. A brown headed nuthatch got some seeds.
I saw a pelican afloat and then taking off. Gulls were also swooping around the creek. The black and white cat sat outside my window till I startled it. Later the yellow cat circled the pool. I saw the muskrat or nutria swim to the neighbor's dock but vegetation hid it from the camera.
Azaleas put out tentative flowers. A myrtle warbler and a junco hunted around the patio, but the song sparrow poked through the mulch. Starlings hoped for a handout. A downy was evicted from the suet by a red bellied woodpecker. I went to the nursery and bought way too many seeds plus four pimento peppers.
In the newspaper Saturday, there was this, "In our area on Monday afternoon, at precisely 5:24, the sun crosses the
celestial equator. This marks the spring equinox and ushers in
astronomical spring...There’s no doubt that, at least technically speaking, winter is
officially over. However, with the past two months of record warm
weather on the books, weather prognosticators now predict a return to
winter for the last couple weeks of March." And sure enough, the forecast is for frost tonight.
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