Gilded creek

The sun was back today.  It was the new moon so the tides were stronger but the creek was placid in the morning light.  Later the surface became crepey like old skin.  In the afternoon, an egret chased off another.  The winning bird took up a post on a post at the end of the dock.  Later the egret fished while mallards paddled past.  Squirrels played follow my leader (my pheromones, more likely) from the redwood to the hickory and on around the other trees.  A flock of geese paddled upstream through golden reflections of the oaks above the dam.