The crew were back at dawn to spread more sand in a chilly drizzle. I missed this being asleep, dry and warm. I had stocked the feeders yesterday evening so I wouldn't have to rush out first thing and a bluebird was grateful. But his method of eating mealworms threw more on the ground than he got in his beak. A blue jay was neater, but then barkbutter balls are less flighty.
The sun emerged and warmed up the afternoon, but not enough that I felt like getting wet. A mockingbird investigated what was left of bird food. Toward evening, I saw a dark hummer at the feeder. I assume it was a male. I didn't get a photo and it didn't come back, alas. I also glimpsed a pine warbler.
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