Just took a walk, noontime. Saw a meth-addicted or formerly meth-addicted woman, judging by her teeth, watching seven children she had brought to the lake to feed the ducks. I watched a presumably young American egret who had just caught a good-sized fish try to figure out how to eat it. For 8 minutes it lifted it, turned it, tossed it, put it down, picked it back up- I finally looked away for a few seconds and when I looked back it wasn’t trying anymore. So I hope it did figure out how to eat it. Saw a green heron, a kingfisher, some dragonflies by the lake. A dead downy woodpecker under a bald cypress tree. Remarkable for their absence were turtles, frogs, the red-winged blackbirds, geese, martins, sparrows, goldfinches, who are usually fattening up on flower seeds this time of year for their migration, but there are no flowers. I hope all the birds have found a more hospitable place to stay.