To paraphrase the Bard, "Rough winds do shake the darling buds of March." The wind also roughened the creek. A bluebird, a mockingbird, and the female red bellied woodpecker came looking for breakfast before I was willing to endure the wind to put out food. A myrtle warbler foraged on the ground since the feeders were empty. It found one of the stale walnut pieces.
After I finally took some mealworms out, two mockingbirds came back, along with crows. One of the crows also relished the stale walnuts. A female oriole got a drink from the ant moat. Then she indulged in jelly. K restocked the seeds and suet. Starlings took over and frustrated the oriole and the mockingbird. The female red bellied woodpecker came back for seeds and seeded the mulch below.
The sapsucker moved to the backyard to test the wild cherry sap. I only glimpsed his head. A white throated sparrow scuttled around the patio.
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