A misbegotten squirrel must have sat beside the pool to open its stolen pecan and left the hull fragments staining the concrete. There were whistles and squeaks in the trees but the only birds I could identify were a brown thrasher in the beauty berry bush and a mockingbird in the dogwood. An osprey and several gulls circled over the creek. A couple of skinks came out to enjoy the sun while it lasted.


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