Seems like the early doldrums, even though there's still a week of spring left. In the city the jet skiers go in circles. But the raiding cormorants (those are not geese) head straight to their roosts on the Spit after their morning gorge of lake fish. Sometimes they fly low, sometimes high.
Back up the hill, the local foxes do their daily patrol. Sometimes pretty close.
A very special day for the Gardener. Oh, she can try to hide behind a willow tree but eventually she gets caught planting and nurturing.
Good to see colours wherever you can find them. Can you see a happy face in these pink clouds? A kaleidoscope in the frying pan? And bursts of Poppy Orange ---- one of the original colours on a '65 Mustang!
That's about it. Pouring rain this morning. Heat and big changes forecast for midweek...
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