Gray again

That front is stuck here - the other end has swung from the Carolinas to New England, pivoting on us.  I'm seeing cardinals, finches, chickadees, doves and squirrels. The jay returned to repeat its trick on the feeder.  The ice plant is blooming amongst the blue eyed grass. 

The ski cleared to a haze again.  I did not intend to spent it indoors, but that's what happened. I'm selecting old photos to digitize.  At dusk a chickadee had a bath in the birdbath but the light was too low.