The early morning creek was calm enough for sunlit reflections. A Carolina wren came back for breakfast. However, a female red bellied woodpecker had her eye on the same dish of barkbutter balls. The hummer feeder was humming with business but the birds expended a lot of energy chasing each other away. Clouds flowing past interrupted the sunshine and kept the temperature down. The wind and tide had moderated somewhat, but tree detritus was still blowing down and the pool was packed with it.
By mid day mallards had gathered on the dock again. Today, the conk fungus looked more like a pizza crust that had been dropped. A frog was hiding among all the leaves in the pool, but I was too busy cleaning up the mess to chase after the silly amphibian. I ran out of time and left plenty of work for tomorrow.
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