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This afternoon was exceptionally quiet, as you can tell by the absence of people in the pictures below. But it made for some really serene and beautiful moments... A northern harrier made a catch of something out of the muddy slough and carried it overhead very close to me, his feathers red in the sunlight behind him. The cordgrass has grown tall and reached up into the bridge that crosses over the inlet. And many marsh song sparrows sang, arched, dove, and played among the pickleweed. It was a delight to have all that without other bikers whizzing by!
looking back over my shoulder
