Early this morning, after the rain but before the sky had lifted, for about ten minutes, streams of birds flew past, low over the water, making and breaking formation, keeping to the edge of the bay. Then they were gone.
I saw something similar, yesterday, when driving away from home: the birds seemed cormorant-shape, or gannet-shape, but were sillhouetted against the sky.
They didn't come back, they just headed on eastwards: not landing, just low-flying.
And while I watched them, I noticed four new bushes in the middle of the wetlands. They were not there yesterday.
Turkey-shaped bushes.
Like the turkey you see on the front of a box of stuffing mix. Tails out and showy. Yes, they were turkeys, no, they were not new bushes. There they were in the middle of the wetlands, probably getting wet, showing off their tails. Didn't see the females, they had probably left the guys to sort out who's leader-of-the-pack and were keeping warm and dry instead.
And then a young deer stuck her head out of the reeds, nibbled the young grass on the verge, looked both ways and trotted across the road...
Nice morning it was. And the sun came out later, and a nice afternoon it was too.
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