Another brilliant but very dry day.

On the morning walk, nothing but boulders and birdsong. Boulders contribute to a luxurious quiet, and the birds give it spice. One bird song is starting to aggravate me because I know it but can't identify it—"chi-chi-chi-chu-chi."

And this object showed up in the Pinebox driveway today, in advance of installation, presumably. It is a peculiar looking boulder, but I'm sure it serves some function.