We were late getting up and sparrows were all over the feeder trying to get it open. A couple of crows chased each other. A heron landed across the creek, which looked polished with sharp reflections.


Toward dusk, a bird, probably a warbler, perched in the top of the redwood, flying out to catch bugs. And I could see insects flying around lower. The irony is that it reached nearly 70 today and it may snow tomorrow. Clouds congealed quickly after dark.
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