Saturday we got a rare treat — a cloudless, sunny day. To celebrate we headed up to Port Townsend. It was sunny, but seemed almost as cold as Mt. Baker looked across Puget Sound.
The price of sunny days here in the Pacific Northwest is often a strong Eastern wind, with accompanying cold. Even the birds seemed to be seeking shelter from the frigid winds.
Small price to pay for the beautiful golden hour light reflected on this Black-bellied Plover in winter foliage,
on these two Yellowlegs,
and on this rarely seen Western Meadowlark.