Reasonably cool, comfortably breezy, ceiling fans spinning morning coffee muses.

The milkweed is busting out all over, waiting for the north wind to loft it away to a safe place to grow.

The only birds I’ve seen so far have been the large ones. A Caracaras flew over first. Then it was a black vulture. I’m not even hearing any birdsong this morning.

It’s really quiet this morning. Just the sound of the wind in the trees… oh wait… there’s some birds calling now.

I’ve been reading my email and nothing much has changed except the breeze has gotten much stronger. So I guess I’ll close this out and head in for breakfast…