Morning was warm and gray, but very little rain fell. The tide was quite high thanks to the full moon and carried too much trash, thanks to humans.. At least six buzzards continued to visit the airspace over the creek and dam. I could not see anything to interest them. Three bufflehead drakes dived and paddled all day. A pair of hoodies paddled sedately upstream. The downy breakfasted on suet. Five white throats came for Sunday brunch. The West wind chased the clouds and we had blue sky and a bit of sun mid morning before the rain cloud arrived around noon as the wind flipped from West to North.
Appropriately for the Wolf Moon, the howling gale tore dragged the temperature from balmy to frigid. Egrets, herons, pelicans, cormorants, and buzzards struggled with the wind. One gust stripped the camellia of thousands of petals and made a momentary pink blizzard. Warblers (pine & myrtle) finally got hungry enough to venture out. I think a hawk was hanging around off and on, and later I glimpsed an eagle. Two female downy woodpeckers wanted turns at the suet. The clouds lingered after the rain stopped and made the light level a problem for the camera.
Around sunset the wind began to clear the sky, fortunately for moon watching. The moon seemed huge as it rose behind the trees. Later, I froze my tootsies and watched the eclipse until almost midnight when I came in to thaw out and write this. The icy gusts from the Northwest managed to find me through the open side on the Southeast. Also, the moon was getting too dim for the camera, which is still on daylight savings and therefore insisted the photos were taken was tomorrow.
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