I think I'll revise plans downward and just mow the lawn this afternoon. Air temperature 55 and still windy. May get the bike ride in tomorrow morning.
Most times when I walk past Falcon Corner, I can see one of the merlins perched in a spruce near the nest tree. Sometimes I hear a quiet bit of chatter that tells me the female is on her eggs.
North Neighbor is a gadget guy, so I expect tool noises from that direction to involve him. This time when I was out mowing I saw that it was their teenage daughter wielding the pneumatic wrench on wheel lugs . . .