Overcast

The gloom seems appropriate to tax day.  The sky has that old gray mattress look.  It is pretty quiet.  Pollen has dusted all the outdoor furniture.  A Carolina wren investigated the gas grill to see whether anything had changed since yesterday.  It is funny how fascinating they find that device.  Redbuds are in full bloom.  I saw robins and mockingbirds elsewhere. 

Around noon I was sitting outside when I heard a soft voice like a hummingbird.  When I looked, it was a nuthatch.  A little later a pair of brown thrashers flew across.  Hopefully, when the fresh mulch arrives, they will come and toss it into the grass.

Cardinals and sparrows are around.  The sky got a very corrugated look with bands of heavier and lighter cloud.  Then the sun appeared though muted by thinner cloud.  Now it looks like rain. Caterpillar-like tree flowers are beginning to fall. Blueberries have leafed out. A hoverfly took an interest in the rose leaves.  They often join the bees on the rosemary but usually they move too fast for the camera or I cannot get the focus right.