The yellow long-haired cat was out hunting for breakfast. Nevertheless, March did not come in like a lion. Morning was sunny though chilly. Pileated, red bellied, and downy woodpeckers all visited. The red bellied female was not interested in the suet, but the others nearly demolished it. Starlings helped. A mockingbird surveyed the feeders but didn't stay.
A strange contraption motored downstream. There was a boat with an outboard motor traveling backward, pulling a barge with a yellow construction (destruction?) machine with a jointed arm on caterpillar treads. I couldn't see what was at the end of the arm because a stack of boards or panels was in the way. The barge seemed a lot bigger than necessary. The whole thing maneuvered very slowly around the bend below the dam. Clouds moved in during the afternoon and the light became gray.
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