Sunday, June 28, 2026, 59.5* F, 93% RH, 0718
After the rain, sun, blue sky. Leaves shine. Spider strings I brush from poles, from the owl who won’t turn his head until he is charged. Zayne sniffs the railing finds scents unknown, delivery men. Proceeds down the ramp to repeat the process at the gate, notices the red truck, gone. Yesterday, a deer close to the house making its way down the path. The three did not see. She stood briefly close to the pond head behind a tree. The next time I looked she was gone.
Only five birds voicing: Blue-headed Vireo, Cedar Waxwing, Ovenbird, Red-eyed Vireo, Common Yellowthroat.
Preparations have begun for flight to wintering places.
Photo: LJ Austin
