There ought to be birds. On Facebook, friends are bragging about the meteors last night that I slept through. An egret is blindingly white against the blue sky.9am and here comes everybody: a pair of cardinals, a female towhee, a song sparrow (photo of the first this fall) and some white-throats, a nuthatch, a female finch, juncos, and two Carolina wrens, one of which chased the other off the feeder. It is curious that wrens pause in feeding to look straight up. Nuthatches by contrast seen to be concerned about danger from below.
Here's the towhee. There was also a yellow-rump warbler which I didn't realize till I went through the photos. The instant blessing of digital cameras which almost makes up for shutter-lag.
A Carolina wren was back at lunch. It was all over the patio hammering a recalcitrant seed. Strangely, no chickadees seem to be around.
A bright sliver of moon followed the sun into the West.
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