Rain, wind, and tide

We are on the edge of a blizzard but here it is rain.  It pounded all night so loudly I was expecting sleet.  The tide is very high at 8:30am and the dock's awash.

There are birds about, mostly sheltering from the rain.  I can hear them on the windowsill as I type.  Some are crowded into the camellia. Two found the bend in the downspout.  But Carolina wren doesn't care!

The tide has been dropping all morning and the rain has slacked off, but the wind gusts are scary.  They've overturned the canoe.   Meanwhile, the birds are out feeding: sparrows, juncos, and a towhee on the ground, finches, cardinals, nuthatches and wrens on the feeder.  A pelican went by.

At lunch, a titmouse finally appeared. A song sparrow with its head feathers erected poked through the mulch.  When the wind gusts hit the trees twist and writhe. Along the fence, daffodils are blooming.  Pelicans, cormorants, and gulls are fishing while a mallard pair paddled by.

As the afternoon wore on, the sky cleared and we had sunshine.  The birds were still hungry.