A chickadee is on the feeder. Many, many egrets and other water birds all flew over the dam to the lake that borders Witchduck. Why, I don't know, nor do I have any idea what called them there. They were silent and they kept coming for maybe 20 minutes. Then, in the opposite direction came a red tailed hawk that was being mobbed. Finally many of the egrets returned and by the time I got over to the head end of the lake, there was nothing to see. Lots of drama even before I went to vote.
The creek was so much clearer that I could see minnows swimming. Larger fish keep jumping but there is nothing I can see that is chasing them underwater.
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