Breakfast with the birds

I wasn't the only one eating breakfast this morning.

As I sat outside watching the morning wildlife activity, a male cardinal flew into the sycamore tree and perched on a branch with some sort of insect in its mouth.

I took pictures in the hope it would help me figure out exactly what type of insect it planned to eat.

Unfortunately, it remains a mystery.  Even when the cardinal turned toward me, I was unable to tell what he held in his beak.

 

It was easier to tell what this male bluebird planned to have for breakfast.  I was glad to see him holding a mealyworm.  Yesterday I refilled the feeder with dried mealyworms, a high-protein, high-energy treat that bluebirds seem to especially favor.

Meanwhile, not to be left out, a few feet away from the mealyworm station, a little chickadee landed on the tube feeder in search of a sunflower seed.

A red-bellied woodpecker followed suit - or should I say, 'followed suet,' landing on the suet feeder to peck at a sticky meal of its own.

I shared breakfast hour with one more feathered friend this morning. A tufted titmouse few onto yet another feeder near where I sat.

It sure is nice to have breakfast with the birds. What a great way to start the day.