Dull overcast

The regulars and doves, titmice, and wrens have visited.  Egrets and geese have passed over the creek and, of course, there were crows.   The weather in the newspaper predicted sun.

The cardinals got into the beautyberries.  A lacewing was flying past me when I persuaded it to land on my finger.  I saw an early instar black swallowtail on the rue.  It was way too cold to swim, but a squirrel hung over the edge to drink.