The wind pulled smoke down from Quebec wildfires making the air visibly unhealthy. Crows visited in hopes I had spilled more barkbutter balls, but I hadn't. Later, when the tide was out, they went beach-combing. One picked up a bit of debris and carried it around like a prize.
The pine warbler stopped by briefly. The mockingbirds returned frequently. Pileated woodpeckers got their suet fix. Juvenile as well as adult bluebirds showed up. A brown headed nuthatch was thirsty. I saw a couple of skinks.
Turtles and a cormorant occupied their favorite log, though they were hard to see through the smoky air. A great egret paced along the edge of the extended shoreline, then flew up to the dock.
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