Birds were eager for breakfast but I think some of the migrants kept moving South because they did not reappear. A pine warbler remained but was bullied by the titmice. A blue jay found something beyond the far edge of the patio.
White throated sparrows were back for fallen seeds and downy woodpeckers for suet. A curious mockingbird watched from the step railing.
I saw only mallards and cormorants on the creek. Turtles were basking on a snag in the lake. Stratus clouds slid across the sky to make a streaky sunset, but I was in a meeting and could only watch through a window.
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