A sign of the changing seasons: mallards were napping on the dock. Big birds circled over the creek and fought their way upwind. Clouds blew across the sky faster than a jet. The wind found more leaves and needles to blow into the water. Birds and insects were scarce in the afternoon and it wasn't very pleasant in the water. But the hummer needed to refuel, wind or no wind. A cardinal brought her son to the patio by the feeder and stuffed him with seeds.
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