Fat, wooly clouds, the early ones tinted yellow, streamed East. Overnight rain filled the birdbath and fogged the windows so I could not get photos of the early-rising white throats in the mulch. Then wind ruffled the creek and dried the glass so I saw geese and two female buffleheads on the water. A pair of cardinals visited the feeder. 
The sky cleared to blue at lunch but the wind kept birds under cover except for a turkey vulture. The maple tree went red since Saturday. Then more clouds rolled in from the SW and it looked like rain. It was shirt-sleeve warm and very humid - the patio never dried out despite the wind.At dusk, the clouds broke apart but more were coming, smoke gray against a silver sky. The crickets sounded loud and fast. I think the last caterpillar has gone.
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