I drove to the DC suburbs on Monday and back on Tuesday under clear blue skies. And I hardly needed the jacket I took. On the way up, pelicans were soaring over the HRBT but I only had the snapshot camera along so it was hard to get much of an image. Trees along the highway shouted read and gold. On the way back, I saw a Northern harrier identifiable by its white rump. At the rest stop, a cloudless sulphur flitted past me and two ladybird beetles landed on my windshield.
When I got home, the tree work was all done. The views are much better, but more importantly, the marsh plants will get the sun they need. The creek was a flat mirror. Gulls played with the thermals rising from the asphalt street passing in front of the crescent moon.
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