A pair of Carolina wrens got up with us. One had bark butter while the other foraged under the seed feeder. Bufflehead drakes were fishing for breakfast and making the creek reflections waver and ripple.
I saw a yellow kneed wasp flying around the camellia. A squirrel tried to rob the feeder. The song sparrow came to forage for lunch.
In the afternoon the buffleheads preened and showed their bubblegum-pink feet. Turtles came out to bask. The water on both lake and creek moved on gentle waves.
Sunset came on my way to a meeting, lighting up streaks of stratus cloud.
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