On what will be the last post sunrise Wednesday Dish run (plunging into darkness starting Sunday for another month, thanks to Daylight Savings Time), it was all about other things that breathe this morning. Limitations of the blog format meant eliminating resident Snowy egret – already well chronicled and still posing – and the hawk perched at the end of an oak branch. The Dawn Jogger liked the way the herd was dotting the hillside and how crows in the dead tree looked like something from a Western movie set. All spotted in spring like conditions…