The sky was more white than blue and the creek was gray. A Carolina wren scolded me but I didn't have the camera because my hands were full. It didn't wait. A mockingbird was more cooperative. The first white throated sparrow of the Fall foraged on the steps. A mourning dove stayed below. Two cardinal pairs tried to stake claim to the feeders. I think the dominant pair was older, possibly the parents? White breasted nuthatches came for seeds. Then a hawk swooped across the yard and everything got very quiet.
Several squirrels argued about precedence as they hustled after seeds and nuts. Titmice wanted barkbutter crumbs as well as seeds. (I had not refilled the dish.) Brown headed nuthatches joined the white breasted. Then pine warblers arrived. The downy woodpeckers grudgingly shared the suet. Meanwhile, the mockingbird tackled the dry, shriveled, and not very beautyberries.
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