Autumn haze

A light fog misted the trees downstream when we got up.  A few finches were up and at the feeder.  Just before we went out an eagle swooped past.  A great black-backed gull circled.  A yellow jacket took an interest in the hummer feeder.

So we took advantage of the warmth and went to Back Bay.  A noise like little kids playing at Indians turned out to be tundra swans.  Several turtles were sunning on a log.  Warblers and other birds were working on the bayberries.  Wasps were hunting mud.  I saw one cabbage butterfly.  A wild persimmon tree had mushy, sticky fruit. Cat briars were loaded with black berries and trumpet vines with pods.  Many kinds of cottony, wind-dispersed seeds were blowing everywhere.  I thought I saw another eagle over the marsh.