Windy

The creek was rumpled, not reflective.  But the sky was still blue and the South wind blew warm. In fact, it matched the record again - 84°. A gull played with the air currents.  Mallards occupied the dock.  Overnight, a lot of maple leaves began to turn.  I saw flying insects catch the sunlight, but couldn't tell what they were.  Wasps, most likely, or maybe small lepidoptera.  The female downy was back but something spooked her and there was a lot of peering around first one side of the feeder post then the other.  If the cold front comes through tomorrow, the birds may be a lot more hungry.