After a couple of bright, sunny days, the rain arrived. Unfortunately it's the precursor to a polar vortex of howling wind and a 40° plunge in temperature, according to the prognosticators. The birds may also have foresight because they were not lulled by today's 58° high or by the rain. They shook out their feathers and stuffed their wet faces. I glimpsed a blue jay, a blackbird, and a mockingbird, but the sparrows, warblers, orioles, bluebirds, nuthatches, and downy woodpecker were as persistent as the house finches, cardinals, chickadees, and titmice. Juncos made a brief visit.
A pair of buffleheads cruised the creek while a great blue heron watched. Egrets and gulls made a commotion on the lake just above the dam. In the afternoon as the temperature began to fall, mist rose from the lake. The waterfowl disappeared.
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