Juncos and sparrows poked in the frosted mulch. The frost dissipated quickly. The regulars showed up at the feeder, as did a couple of starlings that got nothing. Blue jays laughed from up in the redwood. A Carolina wren peered at us from the azalea by the side window. Crows are collecting nesting twigs. Cormorants disturb the glassy creek surface. There are no contrails this morning.
By noon, the sky lost its crystalline blue to a white glaze of thin cloud, but the sun was still bright. A cabbage butterfly flitted over the roof. A pelican flew reconnaissance over the creek which is no longer mirror-smooth.
Despite or perhaps because of the warmth, there wasn't all that much to see today.
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