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.