Overcast

The clouds were broken at first but congealed by lunch.  I glimpsed a brown thrasher in the dogwood by the corner of the house.  The kingfisher was fussing about something - it made a lot of noise on the creek, then flew over the house, TWICE, while we were cooking lunch.

Mallards paddled and geese flew by on the creek.  I roamed around looking at fungi.  Carpenter bees were working on the rosemary but not much else was around.  The sun attempted to glare through the overcast, ineffectively. Fortunately there was little breeze so I didn't freeze after swimming.