Friday, August 22, 2025, 44.6*, 81% RH, 0650
The Red-eyed Vireo, the first to speak hasn’t been heard for days. Maybe the mornings have been too cool, perhaps the travel mechanism has been activated. More of the scenery is visible as downed trees disappear into the chipper. Cold-weather work has arrived early.
Coffee in a primary orange cup. The three sleeping. Days marked by happenings on the refrigerator calendar.
Blueberry bushes will mark time with red leaves.
Photo: LJ Austin
