The cold front pushed the temperature down to something more like November. High humidity made the sky misty gray and kept surfaces damp. Titmice, downy woodpeckers, and a red breasted nuthatch joined us for meals.
Only mallards were out on the water but I saw an egret roosting in a tree downstream.
The storm beat the paperwhite flowers to shreds but there were more buds. Lichens turned green. The fungus was buried in fallen leaves. When I uncovered it I found a slug chewing on it. That's probably why the surrounding mulch used to have silvery speckles.
The sky seemed to be clearing around sunset. A couple of hours later, the raccoon came to wash its paws in the birdbath. Thanks to reflections on the inside of the glass, all I got was its ringed tail.
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