A rain of leaves

Crow voices, wind, and a white sky. The wind means that most motion that catches my eye is leaves flying or skittering across the patio.  A cardinal and a chickadee made it to the feeder briefly.  A bumblebee struggled to the rosemary - it is warm enough, barely.  A string of geese and a couple of kingfishers headed downstream while a buzzard circled above. Mallards are flying too.  A white throated sparrow is poking through the mulch.

Tide was high at lunch.  The daytime high tides have been over 3' for a couple of weeks - both sides of the new moon.  They're supposed to be lower hereafter, even with the full moon in about ten days.  Rain is spitting around 2pm.  A lot of birds stopped in for lunch, then left as soon as my hands were free to take up the camera.  I could become superstitious.  Anyway, titmice and juncos joined the cardinals and chickadees. Occasional patches of sky clear to the North, but not where the sun presumably is.