Dark

Thick cloud cover kept the light low.  Overnight rain never really dried off and then we got more rain.  The dark of the moon was abetted by the wind to push the tide over the dock.  Southern purple mint moths flew anyway.  Because of the rain I left the barkbutter dish empty.  The female downy had seeds along with chickadees and titmice.  Toward evening, a great blue heron surveyed the creek from a post.