Morning was warm and sunny. A bluebird greeted us. Then a Carolina wren arrived, then blue jays. A yellow rumped warbler considered its odds of getting some suet. A mockingbird carried off a barkbutter ball. A brown thrasher buried its head in the cup every time the camera clicked. The cat tried to lurk but was discovered and sent away.
In the early light, the creek mirrored the trees, but by mid morning the surface was crinkled. An egret fished below the dam but otherwise the creek seemed devoid of waterfowl. A mallard pair napped on the dock. The tide dropped very low in anticipation of the full moon.
I noticed the money plant by the feeder post had sent up flower spikes. The redbuds were in bloom and some dogwood buds had opened. The Carolina jessamine was loaded with flowers and smelled heavenly to bees as well as me. Even the blueberries had buds.
Clouds covered the sky in the afternoon. K and I (mostly k) washed the windows that face the creek. They'd gotten streaky with something. I thought it looked like pine resin but K said guano. K also leveled the birdbath so it holds more water. There was quite a cavity underneath, but no clue what had excavated it. The window looked great but then rain fell in the evening. A crane fly clung to the kitchen window.
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