Mourning Dove was the first to the table.
Then pigeon joined in.
A young female cardinal made a dainty landing.
She was back and forth all morning.
I'm wondering if she has youngsters in a nest across the stream.
Even rowdy blue jay youngsters would not deter her from picking yet another seed and flying back to who knows where.
Even a very young fluffed up cardinal was bold enough to land
at the breakfast table.
Meanwhile a few feet away, Mrs. humming bird
sipped nectar at her own table.
Apologies for being fixated on birds at the moment!
I think it's because there are so many noisy young ones about.
Or perhaps I am trying to attain a simpler state
as in this Doug Coupland quote
"Birds are a miracle because they prove to us there is a finer, simpler state of being which we may strive to attain."