As I started the morning pages writing around 7 a.m. I happened to look out the window next to where I was sitting and saw something out of the usual... so I walked outside and saw this poor fellow (if you're upset by death like I am... don't read the following or look at the next several photos).
I guess he/she'd maybe hit the window in the night. The beak of the bird was between the boards of the porch... the skinny lines at the left are Daddy Long Legs spider legs...
As I turned the bird over to get it into a container to take it to the woods for disposal I saw these beautiful markings on the breast.
When I got to the workshop later, Suzanne Stryk had a bird identification book... this seems to have been an ovenbird... something I've never heard of but is apparently common to this area.
I saw several snails clinging to the side of the rock house wall where I'm staying. Here's just one.