I got up late. A lone dove poked around under the seed feeder. Bluebirds and white throats cleaned the dish feeder. A mockingbird wasn't happy about that. A white breasted nuthatch ate seeds. A starling seemed unimpressed with the choices. A Carolina wren sat inside the dish. I spotted a brown thrasher in a dogwood, obscured by twigs. The red bellied woodpecker worked on the suet. Myrtle warblers popped up everywhere. A blue jay wouldn't leave the trees.
A downy woodpecker also craved suet. A song sparrow foraged in the last patch of snow. The white breasted nuthatch enjoyed the refilled barkbutter dish. A boat towed away another that was sitting at the dock across the creek all week. Then a male Baltimore oriole showed up. A brown headed nuthatch joined the crowd. The Carolina wren was back.
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