I awoke today to the squawk of a scrub jay, and soon after, the cry of a seagull. Both sounds evoked California, seagull cries being the main chorus of San Francisco's soundtrack. It was odd hearing them, since I haven't heard either for a long time. It seemed to have something to do with the warmer weather and morning sun, after the cold and snow and low, grey clouds recently.
Up Mt. Peak today, it was quiet. Usually a chipmunk or two peeps and peeks, but I didn't notice any animals on the hill this time. Were the animals elusive, or was I just distracted and preoccupied?
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