Ooops, Sunday slipped away. It dawned with lovely reflections. A mockingbird escaped the camera but a Carolina wren posed. Passing clouds didn't stop the sunshine. But I didn't take many pictures.
Monday also began with a placid creek mirroring the far bank. Blue jays visited early. I went outside in the late morning but I guess I was too late for the moon. The giant fungus, as best I could tell is a polypore. It was still a little soft and bendable but I couldn't see underneath. I couldn't feel anything like gills or teeth so the most likely spore-producing surface would be pores. The red aster and the beautyberries were both magenta but the canna was more orange. Another saltbush toppled over.
There was a commotion in the grass but I only got a brown blur. I think two birds were fighting. One flew into the dogwood and began to sing. I thought it was some exotic warbler but the photos convinced me it was a Carolina wren. The tail would have been a giveaway had it not been hidden by a leaf.
I checked out the venusta orchard spider without a window between us. It glowed like sun shining through glass. This time I noticed the small loops of silk in the hub where the spider waits.
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