A brown thrasher took off just as I pressed the shutter button. Fortunate it only wanted to get closer to the barkbutter balls on the patio. The mockingbird preferred to eat them from the dish. A white breasted nuthatch agreed. A Carolina wren took its treat under the furniture. A crow finally came for the barkbutter balls. I glimpsed a bluebird.
An egret waded under the new bulkhead across the creek. I saw 91
° on the thermometer. The tiny butterfly I'm guessing was a spring azure was back to torment me. So was a cabbage white. The milkweed bloomed.
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