So, that day, that cloudy windy day last week with all the birds?

First we saw the white-tailed kite.

And he saw us:

Later there were widlflowers:

Racoon tracks near the creek:

The kite again, on the beach side of the bluff this time, in mid-hunt:

And in the parking lot, as dusk was falling, these black birds:

Blackbirds?

Coming and going and singing and talking in the bare trees.