The temperature dropped after yesterday's rain. The sun returned and cast beautiful reflections on the creek. Either the chill or waiting out the rain made the songbirds very hungry. It also brought out the yellow cat but I didn't see him didn't catch anything. The mockingbird was first. Then a Carolina wren made the rounds. A male bluebird checked out the menu. A pine warbler focused on the barkbutter porridge, then the suet. The white throats were rather late arrivals.
A couple of goldfinches investigated the foods they're not supposed to eat. At least four hoodies paddled downstream. Something rustled around in the beautyberry bush but I couldn't see what. A blue jay sorted through fallen leaves and took what it found up in the dogwood to hammer. And that was breakfast!
At lunchtime, many of them were back. A starling showed up and ate barkbutter crumbs. A chipping sparrow hopped about the patio and then took a bath. Why didn't it just stand out in the rain yesterday instead of waiting till the temperature dropped twenty degrees? Nuthatches finally appeared, brown headed, then white breasted. A female oriole I assume was the same as I saw before came for a drink. And then they all went away.
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