Daylight Saving Time meant that sunlight was still on the patio after lunch. The buds had burst on the oaks and the wild cherry. A Carolina wren enjoyed the sunshine from a perch in a dogwood. Dogwood buds appeared about to pop. A couple of doves foraged while I was outside.
A brown thrasher came hopping through the grass. A myrtle warbler didn't trust my presence. A bluebird kept its distance. By 4pm, the tide sank very low. Turtles were out on their logs on the lake, sunning themselves.
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