It was one of those early mornings when the reflections seem sharper than reality. The sun was strong despite some haze. Downy woodpeckers were up early. Soon I saw the first pileated woodpecker on the redwood. Then he landed on the post to eat suet. I saw another on a pine trunk and then she arrived on the post. But he was not willing to leave so she waited and eventually got her turn.
Meanwhile warblers flocked to the other feeders. The orange crowned warbler and the orioles ate jelly and barkbutter balls. Pine warblers had seeds and barkbutter balls. A blue jay demanded some barkbutter balls. So did a mockingbird. The pileateds came back.
Two cardinal pairs started a territorial dispute. A couple of goldfinches tried the rue seeds. A white throat poked through the mulch. Another kicked the leaves under shrubbery. Two brown headed nuthatches headed for the seed feeder, defying bigger birds. One got frustrated and moved over to the suet.
The haze got whiter and the creek surface crumpled. The feral tux cat settled on the bench in the sun. A female red bellied woodpecker watched from the trees. After I yelled at the cat, bluebirds arrived for their share of the barkbutter balls. A Carolina wren found a dropped barkbutter ball. Some warblers used the puddle on the pool cover instead of a perfectly nice birdbath.
In the morning, I saw a couple of pelicans cruise by behind the trees. That was it on the creek except for a great blue heron and cormorants. On the lake, there was a three turtle pileup. The evening commute was spooky because the sky had clouded and looked like a storm was developing.
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