Morning was sunny and cold but not so windy. The creek was still rough. Blue jays and warblers woke up hungry. So did woodpeckers. A downy was first at the suet but a pileated was watching from the pine. Woody shoved Downy aside and took possession of the suet. The female pileated waited impatiently for the male to leave.
Bluebirds demanded more barkbutter balls. Before I got around to complying, a female red bellied woodpecker landed awkwardly on the dish feeder. She gleaned a little from the bottom. Meanwhile, the female pileated ate suet. After the red bellied gave up, bluebirds returned. Warblers watched in frustration except for the orange crowned warbler that ate jelly. At last the bigger birds were finished and the warblers got their turn. And I replenished the barbutter balls. Orioles arrived around then.
The afternoon got progressively more windy. Hoodies fished while turtles basked. Something hiked up the redwood trunk but I couldn't see it clearly. A human family went downstream in an old rowboat with a tiny outboard motor. They were so bundled against the cold that it was amazing they could get life-jackets on. Pelicans flew past but I mostly missed them. A great blue heron landed on a lake snag.
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