The rain began about half an hour after I got up, just individual drops in the birdbath at first. Birds only showed up after the rain started. A myrtle warbler seemed overwhelmed by a barkbutter ball. A white breasted nuthatch sampled everything, and for a moment, there were two of them. Bluebirds were more picky. Female orioles pecked at the remains of yesterday's jelly.
K told me there was a flock of birds in the pecan tree out front setting up a racket. I couldn't be sure what they were, silhouetted against the sky, but there were hints of redness and I'm guessing they were robins. I had hoped for cedar waxwings but I saw no sign of crests.
After lunch, I spotted a song sparrow in the mulch around the birdbath. Juncos had foraged their earlier, as had a dove. A cardinal brooded on the seed feeder perch.
I glimpsed an egret and a pelican in the morning. In the afternoon, a couple of hoodie hens paddled upstream. A great blue heron huddled on the neighbors' floating dock and another watched the lake. Shovelers, I think, flew toward the dam.
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