I put out the last of the mealworms and the end of a bag of barkbutter balls. The starling must have been watching. What a messy eater! Then the crows came. They had trouble with the slippery railing and the songbird size feeder dishes but they managed to make a meal of it.
Eventually a bluebird arrived while there was still food. Later a mockingbird paid a visit. A brown thrasher marched up the steps, then took off.
Across the lake, turtles covered every surface they could reach while cormorants perched in higher branches.
At supper, the pileated woodpecker returned. So did the mockingbird.
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