This fall, we've had no rain so far, and I've been especially diligent about filling each birdbath regularly - I know that except for run-off from irrigated landscaping, there's probably not much water to be found. This morning, I was surprised to see a persimmon in the birdbath - another squirrel spreading the wealth, I though.
Then I looked a little closer and the "persimmon" changed before my eyes.
As I sat down inside, I realized it was a high traffic time. It seems that I either have a party at the baths, or they're empty. I'm glad the birds come together and warn each other of disturbances - while I chase the neighbor's cat with a stick when I see her, I'm not always home, so vigilance is important.
Because I know that after the rains start, there will be a lot fewer visitor, I'm enjoying the spectacle while it lasts.