I think the water was warmer than the air at sunrise. My breath smoked too, when I went out with bird food. The male oriole was still here. A brown thrasher argued with a starling over the barkbutter balls and mealworms. The song sparrow didn't get along with the white throats. I saw both a pine and a myrtle warbler, and also two Carolina wrens and bluebirds.
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