White pelicans rhythmically  lunged their bills down into the shallow water while   swimming  together yesterday morning at Walden Pond.   At 7pm I hiked up a foothill to watch the sunset.  Canyon wrens  sang their swinging,  descending  notes in the twilight.  One darted about on the cliff face.  Other birds flew out and back, like a flycatcher.  Later as it became dark, I heard a poorwill’s sweet call from the hillside.  There were gallardia, yellow cone and purple cone flowers, and bats.   In the dark, I sensed a large animal about 20 feet away, and I relaxed after I realized it was a deer.

Posted on July 13, 2015