Morning was wet. A water bottle floated on the flat creek. Two Carolina wrens came for mushy barkbutter balls.
Glimmers of sunlight leaked through at lunch. The North wind picked up and tore at the clouds. Titmice and chickadees wanted seeds. The female downy wanted suet. I saw two fast flying birds head upstream, probably kingfishers. An egret flew downstream to the neighbors' dock. The setting sun tipped trees and clouds with orange. The saltbush was silvery.
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