The birds had been frantically scurrying about in this mornings garden, but are now absent from view. What took me outside in the first place was the sighting of the Cedar Waxwings about which I spoke only yesterday. Not a very good picture from this distance, but at least I know they are here. It does seem rather early, but they know best.
I waited to see if others would return. Instead this fella appeared close by, checking out the dogwood and became curious as to who was beneath him.
Indeed he discovered and showed me the new cones forming upon the Cedrus atlantica 'Glauca'.
A glance to the west and south has me hopeful that these lingering dark clouds do foretell and deliver that which we would be most grateful.