A brown thrasher showed up for breakfast but the bark butter ball dish was empty. I refilled it but it was empty again at lunch and I never saw who emptied it. However there seemed to be a lot of crows hanging around. The new moon tide ran high, but against the wind.
There were fresh flowers on the paperwhite. I found a morning glory still blooming in the late afternoon in the middle of November. The fungus looked about the same.
It was sunnier in the morning while I was stuck in a meeting. The afternoon got overcast, then cleared somewhat. Clouds made a fierce orange sunset.
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