The day was cool and gray. In the morning, a great blue heron huddled on the next door floating dock. A squirrel gobbled dogwood berries. Some dogwood berries started to shrivel and turn black, sort of like a raisin. I worked a seed out of one of them for K.
In the late afternoon, a gull was nibbling at something floating in the creek, probably a chunk of fish. A late morning glory bloomed - late in the season and late in the day. After the gull took off, six mallard drakes hung out together on the water. I saw another on the lake log.
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