... and it is a beautiful morning. Powder-blue sky, sunlight on water, redwinged blackbirds crackling in the dry reeds. A stiff, cool breeze raising small waves on the bay. Wind chimes gently sounding.
The geese are singing in the night now, and flying two-by-two. I thought I saw a returning egret the other day, but I think I was mistaken--there are quite a few swans around, and I think it was one of them, over in a pond in the wetlands.
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