Breakfast time was cool and damp, even misty. The creek was at peace but clouds made the reflections dull. The female red belly was hungry for seeds even though she weighed down the feeder perch. Mockingbirds wanted the dish feeders refilled, and not with rainwater. Brown headed and white breasted nuthatches were content with seeds. The female pileated woodpecker searched everywhere for suet but there was none to be found. (Tomorrow I will ask K to hang another block.) The female downy was OK with seeds but the male wanted his suet.
On the creek, it was the time of bachelor mallards. The females, I assume, were incubating eggs. An egret soared downstream against the gray sky. The magenta azaleas were done but the pink ones were at their peak. After lunch I put out some mealworms. The mockingbirds argued about them.
Bluebirds bathed in the pool cover puddle. A white throat joined in the fun. The camera focus fought with me. A molting myrtle warbler was interested but I didn't see it actually get wet. Then a blue jay joined the action. It was very picky about finding the best spot in the puddle. The sky slowly cleared and by late afternoon everything was bathed in golden light. The moon was up but screened by the leafed-out oaks until well after dark.
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