And the gloom abideth forever

Still dreary. Not raining, just cloud and fog and mizzle, although the weather radar shows Massachusetts, New Hampshire, and western Maine getting drenched. "They" say we will get our share, just . . . later. The bands of rain seem to be moving almost straight north, with only a faint bias eastward.

The goldfinches remain in transition, with some males almost fully turned to their yellow/black finery while others show spots. The females, of course, remain drabfinches.

The gods must be crazy

Weather gods, anyway. The sun came out. The wind blew. I took a bike ride.

Took the cross-town route, as I do NOT trust the weather gods and that route gives me a nearly infinite choice of retreats and temporary shelters. Turns out I could still be riding, but that wind is a royal pain.

Bunch of gulls out at the airport, blown inland by the storm, mix of herring and ringbill types as far as I could tell at 15 mph. Taxonomy doesn't really matter when one of them gets sucked into those GE or Pratt and Whitney vacuum cleaners....

First redwing blackbird claiming the cattails in the mini-marsh near our house -- Wife had been seeing them out at the nature center for weeks, but none here. I guess this is an inferior marsh, only acceptable as Plan B.

15.1 miles, 1:08