Another beautiful morning

Little cloud puffs and golden light. Later chickadees and doves.
The feeder is rehung - we shall see if the reworked fastening holds.
I took some photos of unfolding oak leaves, but wasn't satisfied.

Very still

The creek is glassy in the yellow dawn light. Before dawn, I heard the bird chorus but can't say which species.

Humid

Warm and wet and windy. Mostly overcast though there was a brief moment of sideways sunshine. A damp-looking squirrel searched the patio for windfalls.

Around noon, a wrath-of-God storm swept through from west to east and it's been pretty much raining ever since.

Heat predicted

(I posted this on the wrong blog - mortifying!)

This morning early, an egret was probing the mud along the bulkhead across the creek. Songbirds were everywhere, including one at the very tip-top of the dawn redwood. It was silhouetted against the sky so I cannot say what it was. We have a redwood because the greenhouse said that was better than a bald cypress. That was before I understood the need to plant natives. Both trees are deciduous conifers that turn copper and then shed their needles in the fall.

The morning sky held a lovely mare's tail cirrus cloud. The predicted heat has arrived. Pelicans are still fishing in the creek. I wonder if that's because the shad (or something) are running, or because it is more sheltered from the wind?

The day concluded with a strong smell of swamp fire, as though there's a controlled burn in one of the refuges. But there should not be with this wind! Flocks of cormorants were wheeling over the creek at sunset.

Squirrels' delight

Yesterday I tossed the last of a can of cashews out on the patio, mostly nut dust and a few fragments. An early squirrel discovered them this morning. First it chased off a rabbit that was minding its own business. Then it tried to run off a much smaller squirrel who kept coming back for more. Between them, I think the cashew bits are all gone. Afterward, the little one got an itch.

Today's paper had an article about the Cloud Appreciation Society.

Sunshine

I was getting tired of the gray skies. Ospreys overhead are calling kee-kee. Two crows had a dogfight over the creek. And a chickadee came and perched on the still-empty feeder sitting open on the patio, then left in disgust.

It is quite windy. And now suddenly, rain! The storm slid off to the northeast and the sun is back. Likewise the osprey. Rinse and repeat all afternoon. But no rainbows. The evening brought a flock of cormorants, some herons and pelicans.

Gloomy morning

Happy April 1st.

Something fishy is going on that's attracted a flock or cormorants and some pelicans. Lots of splash downs.