Finally, we had more normal winter temperatures, though the creek stayed frozen. A myrtle warbler nestled into the snow, looking forlorn. White throats kicked snow in search of seeds.
Enough snow on the patio had melted by lunch that I went outside with food for the birds. Blue jays cleaned out the fresh barkbutter balls without announcing it to other birds. By the time they caught on, the warblers and bluebirds got crumbs. An oriole found the fresh jelly. A mockingbird couldn't find anything to eat. Starlings found the suet that K hung up. A Carolina wren got some suet too.
I spotted a sapsucker on a distant tree.
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