It’s a misty, rainy start to November morning coffee muses.

The dampness makes it feel cooler than it is. It also changes the soundtrack of the morning. Today’s soundtrack is of the frogs calling for more rain.

The weather prognosticators are foretelling of a week of highs in the eighties again before the next slight cool front blows thru. The last cool front has already started the color change in the woods around the backyard. Even the red oak is showing fringes of yellow and orange amongst the green.

The blue jays are seemingly everywhere, constantly calling out jay, jay, jay. There is a cacophony of different bird sounds coming from the Kimble woods. Phoebes, bluebirds, chickadees, blue jays, crows..

The bluebirds keep checking out the nest box which surprises me at this time of the year.

Coffee is gone, time for a new cup of muses…