The forecast was for showers so I took one. Chickadees and titmice monopolized the sunflower seeds in between "showers." There were brief instants of sunlight and the ant moats didn't seem to collect very much water, but I thought the rain fell harder than a shower.
In the mid afternoon I saw a white flash that turned into a male kingfisher as it landed on the dock bench. Part of the white was a fish it was carrying. The kingfisher kept trying to line up the fish to swallow headfirst and somehow the fish's tail would get in the way. The bird shook the fish but it didn't seem to help as this happened at least four times. I looked away and the bird was gone.
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