Another overcast, cool, still morning coffee muses.

It’s funny how the days that look the most wintery are the days the weather is usually moving in the opposite dirrection.

Today is starting out in the mid fifties, and it’s for art to be heading into the mid seventies.

There are birds singing all around. Blue Jay’s and cardinals, flashes of blue and red in the greenery.

I don’t know if it’s  really quiet for a Saturday  morning… or if it’s just the ringing in my ear that’s masking the normal sounds.

Off down bayou, roosters are crowing.

The sun is just breaking through the clouds enough to cast shadows, not enough to feel warm.

Off in the near distance,  dogs are howling and baying. Not a pleasant sound unless you are a dog hunter.

There’s a dark heron flying above the trees along the bayou.

It’s time to wind this .use down. This weekend is going to be rather busy…