Warblers argued over breakfast which was scanty because I deemed it too cold to go out and refill the dishes. Three starlings came to help eat. A Carolina wren worked on the barkbutter crumbs. A myrtle warbler thought it would have some crumbs too, but the wren said no. The feral cat also wanted breakfast but got a dog instead.
Two brown headed nuthatches were content with seeds. They outfaced chickadees and house finches. A mockingbird mooned me. A blue jay was disappointed by the lack of nice, fat barkbutter balls. A female oriole took a turn with the barkbutter crumbs. A male bluebird scouted for anything that had fallen.
The female red bellied woodpecker landed on the post but then so did the female pileated woodpecker so the red belly flew away. A bold warbler tried to share the suet, but the woodpecker knocked it around too much. Then a starling tried it. I think it got seasick.
The morning sun didn't last. The tide was quite high as we're approaching the dark of the moon. Pelicans continued to fish along with cormorants, but the only ducks I saw were mallards.
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