A Mix of Moods

Spring has been in a mix of moods today. Yesterday’s clear blue skies were covered by a blanket of gray this morning. Gray and windless. A day deemed by my lovely bride to be ideal for cleaning the windows on the porch. Which she did. Whereupon, she declared that any bird who pooped on the windows thereafter would be “dead meat”. Unkind thought in the extreme, but certainly not lacking in clarity of meaning. Duly noted.

A windy cold front pushed out the morning overcast as blue skies rolled back in. Gusty winds blew small sprays of spume across the surface of the pond. Although there has been no wane in visiting birdlife, we expect to see the spring migrations phase out soon. As if to make the point, a flight of wood ducks flew directly over the porch today. They moved on, crabbing into the crosswinds, not stopping to refuel as they went.

To add a strange finale to this part of our story, darkness fell two hours ago. And a pair of Canada geese has just made a very noisy landing on the pond near the island. Had I known of their flight plan, I’d have turned on the runway lights. But, then, geese have their own flight rules. After all, they’re geese.