We had more rain overnight, leaving a watery sheen on our deck.
It is currently 62 degrees and feels like heaven.
The birds are singing, squirrels squawking and a sailboat silently slicing down Drayton’s Passage.
The weather geeks say our high will barely nudge past 70, but our rainy relief may be over. Look for sunshine for the rest of our weekend.
That is worth a warbler’s song.
A Townsend’s warbler to be exact.
There he was serenading my lovely bride and I as we drank our coffee. Barely four inches long, he whistled a shrill call standing on our wet deck.
The warbler is a bird of the Pacific Northwest and nests in coniferous forests from Alaska to Oregon, according to allaboutbirds.org. This bird winters on a narrow strip along the Pacific Coast, Mexico and Central America.
Good morning Longbranch.