After dinner {so around 8 or so} Fenner, Taylor, Chrisen and I went putt-putting... It was so fucking humid >.There was an ospry nest on one of the light poles so at one point one of them flew to the nest carrying a dead fish with it's guts hanging out. I got a picture or two of the birds, pictures of us and some pictures of the fish bones I found
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