For the second day, the weather was decent enough to sit out on the front porch and crochet on a rug I started 2 years ago, before all the 150 charity quilts were made.
We have this cutest little bird, that I thought was a creeper, but he has a black top and seems to be black and white (?) anyway, he scooches around the tree trunk and goes ballistic walking upside down and around on the larger tree limbs. Then, he zips over to the portal above the front porch bird feeder and swings back and forth from a vine that grew up last year, but which I cut below to get rid of last week, only it didn't get torn down and is well attached at 1" intervals the way the ivy attaches itself. He just rocks back and forth, propelling himself on the last rock to the feeder, where he goes bananas again, which drives the bigger birds away with all those upside down and swing antics. What a card. He's cute and funny.
Yesterday, I quit counting red male cardinals that are DNC 321 red (very, very red) after about two dozen pairs showed up at the feeder to share with other aggressive but much smaller birds. Then a pair of blue jays showed up, titmice, and I'm not 100% certain, but I think there were a pair of rosy finches and several Blackburnian Warblers. There was a small spotted gold, brown dots, and whitish bird with dark brown etchings on his covert wings. Also, when he split, it was instantaneously. We're talking outta here, gone! I have yet to spot one single solitary hummingbird, and the migration should have started by now. It has been awfully cold until 2 days ago. Well, there was the most beautiful woodpecker yesterday, and two others like him. One had a really, really long beak, one was about average, and the other had fewer tatters about the beak. That's all I remember to differentiate three birds with the same markings. If you make mental notes of the little stuff, you'll know when you are looking at a different bird. Also, there was a 4th I forgot about. I will just call him the swinger, because he did everything connected with eating from the bottom of the feeder, swinging as he went, from side to side. With him, it was the feeder that rocked.
I saw lots of birds, but one of the titmice was almost blue instead of the gray and buffy gold on the light-colored chests type titmice. Sometimes you see such things that make you wonder if you're just seeing things. That blue-toned titmouse was one of those.