No rain, but no sun. The annual rainfall climbed back above "normal." Squirrels were still busy burying my pecans. It was warm enough that insects visited the camellia flowers, but I didn't catch any in a photo. The tide ran high in the creek again, despite the third quarter moon. Mysterious rings of ripples popped out randomly on the water surface. I noticed a new deadfall in the lake. The feral cat sat on the pool cover, possibly for warmth.
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