Wet

An off-and-on, sluggish rain fell.  I could count the individual drops in the birdbath.  All I saw on the creek was a cormorant but feeder birds were undeterred.  After a lengthy absence, towhees returned.  This female landed on the feeder but I barely glimpsed the male out the side window.  The downy woodpeckers were back too.  Juncos and white throats scurried around while finches and cardinals perched on the feeder.  The female finch with crusty eyes had the hiccups.  Its head kept jerking forward about every half minute. 

At lunch the rain paused.  A song sparrow joined the white throats and juncos in the mulch.  Chickadees used both feeders.  A female cardinal ate withered beauty berries.

By 4:30, the rain lowered the light below what the camera could handle.  The male downy was on the dripping suet and white throats poked through the mulch, but there will be no photos here. By 6pm the rain had become mist and by 9pm it was thick fog.  The nearly full moon was a hazy presence suggesting that the night was clear above the fog. By bedtime, the fog had dissipated and overcast returned.