There was a bit of mist over the placid water at sunrise. The yellow rump was the first bird to breakfast. White throats soon came to forage on the ground and a Carolina wren landed on the seed feeder. Then the regulars arrived with titmice and a downy. A couple of starlings made a short visit to the suet but seemed unsatisfied. The creek had gone rough by 9:30 but it smoothed out later. The female downy hammered some more on the neighbor's gazebo.
It was a perfect day to sit on the dock now that it's safe. The blue sky wouldn't even develop contrails. A pelican landed on the boathouse roof just as I came down the hill. Then I discovered an egret fishing along the bank. A heron perched on a navigation sign. Two drakes pursued a screaming female mallard. I could hear towhees whistling and finally spotted one.
At lunch a pine warbler appeared briefly. Doves and juncos were all over. Crows never stopped making noise and in the distance behind a screen of branches they harassed a hawk. Buffleheads and geese paddled around once I'd left the dock.
I went back out in the late afternoon and caught a pelican fly-by before the bird landed on a navigation sign. A kingfisher shot past me when my back was turned. Something made a large V in the water pointed right at me, and then stopped. Nothing surfaced anywhere so I figure it must have been a fish. Herons, egrets, and cormorants commuted. Some ducks flew past, probably mallards but I'm not sure. A red tailed hawk landed atop a pine in front of the water tower and was dive-bombed by a crow. Wisps of cumulus like torn fleece formed in the North and passed over to the SE. I did not stay for sunset because my toes were froze.
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