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A pair of northern shovellers were getting a bite to eat while I sat on an old piece of machinery near the barn.
I also saw a set of blue-winged teal out there.
A pair of song sparrows checked me out, and three barn swallows made an appearance.
The wings of a snipe were winnowing above me, but I didn't try to spot it. It's a constant presence now till fall.
Several crows flew over, and a trilling-like-a-bicycle-bell redwinged blackbird landed on a cattail.
Oh, it was a glorious evening.
And the frogs! They are having the time of their lives.