A rambunctious wind rocketed out of the NNW, shoving clouds ahead, whipping the trees, and pushing the temperature down. The wind discouraged birds while the temperature made them hungry, but I seemed to be in the wrong place whenever I saw any. Pelicans, for example, did not fly past the window where I was waiting but later passed behind trees. Between the wind and the recent new moon, the tide ran very high. The sun flipped off and on like someone was playing with the switch. And if all that wasn't enough, the feral cat decided to have a lie-down on the pool cover. I saw the red bellied woodpecker, some warblers, and some sparrows. The daffodil bud opened.
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