Gray again

The newspaper was babbling about an "historic" storm that might cause snow to fall tonight.  Several herons and a cormorant flew low over the creek while an egret fished below the dam. The feeder was vacant except for brief visits from a cardinal, a chickadee, and a butterbutt.

I saw robins on my way to the pool and buzzards on the way back - strange omens.  Blue sky peeked over the NW horizon and the sun glowed behind the overcast, but by lunch we were back to gray.  Some white throats dashed out for a bite.  A pair of cardinals argued about who got to perch at the feeder.  The butterbutt was back.  Out on the creek, mergansers, cormorants, and a pelican fished.  The great blue herons continued their territorial dispute.  But most of the time it was quiet. K refilled the seed feeder in the late afternoon.