Along with a plethora of house finches, goldfinches and doves it was also visited by a woodpecker . . .
a mockingbird . . .
and a robin checking the water.
Then he used his toes to see how cold it was.
Satisfied with the temperature, he dived in and took a rousing bath.
He splashed and ducked until he appeared to be sopping wet.
Then he launched his now-heavier body into the air.
But he didn't go far.
Just into the tree above the birdbath where he preened himself for probably 10 or 15 minutes.
And when he was finally clean and preened and combed and brushed he flew off to find a lady friend to impress.
Robins. I could watch them forever.