Thanks to the drop in temperature, there was a lot of activity in the beautyberry bush, the dogwoods, cherry, and hackberry. A thrush and a catbird were busy eating beautyberries. A mockingbird ate dogwood berries. I think something was even after the redwood cones, but I'm not sure what species were working on the others. And there was enough cold North wind that sometimes I couldn't be sure if the movement was bird or breeze. I think the blue jays were after acorns.
A squirrel showed up with a warble, just when I thought they'd escaped that misery this year. Nuthatches were loyal to the sunflower seeds. A flicker flew from the closest dogwood across the pool to the cherry but I saw no sign of snacking. Its pompom rump displayed in flight and its yellow shafted tail at rest. And it was the second spotted bird I spotted.
A great egret perched on a dock piling while two drakes and a female mallard dabbled. Mysterious ring ripples popped out of nothing and spread across the creek. I think the fallen pine shifted because it looked like more of it was on the dock. A great blue heron landed on the neighbor's floating dock, claimed ownership, then went stalking downstream.
The now moldy fungus looked sinister and skull-like - triceratops skull, that is. Apparently the weather was right for milkweed seed dispersal. I collected some. The camellia opened its first flower. The saltbush was frosted with feathery white flowers.
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