The creek mirrored early sunlight on pilings across the creek. A blue jay poked around the far edge of the pool. At lunch, the myrtle warbler looked ragged with molting feathers. But the male downy was sleek and smooth, except for the crumbs on his beak. Violets bloomed blue, white and in between. K brought home seeds and plants and a couple of BIG shepherd crook hangers for plants or feeders. The sky was a little hazy and there were some clouds. I heard birds but couldn't find them. By supper time, the sky had clouded over. And the feral cat came to bird watch. After the cat gave up, a cardinal perched on the railing, but by then the light was gone.
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