Chilly

After a brief moment of sun at dawn, thick clouds covered the sky while a gusty North wind ruffled feathers. Pale birds, gulls or pelicans, wheeled over the creek.  The pileated female was back at breakfast.  Then the male showed up and took over the suet.  She was not happy and gave him no peace.  I thought she might win, but not this time.  Meanwhile, blue jays got their barkbutter breakfast.  White throats looked for anything on the ground.  Around 9am the clouds began to clear.  

Mallards occupied the dock while buffleheads and a cormorant dived.  Geese paddled down to a sunny spot on the bulkhead.  A mockingbird watched from a dogwood.