Here's another view with a tree for contrast.
The light and shadows on the cemetery creek made it look really nice.
A female cardinal was playing hide and seek in the branches.
And a little green caterpillar was taking a tour of this flat discarded can. I don't know what it will turn into.
I was #340 to vote in my precinct. The lines were the longest I've ever seen here. Saw several neighbors. The clouds were completely gone by the time I walked home.
In other news: I have started that other big house project. I'll show you tomorrow. That took the bulk of my afternoon. But I did manage to write 139 words in Dead Mule Swamp Singer. Not much, I know, but better than doing nothing.
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