It’s been so rainy and grey around here lately that I haven’t even tried to get out and take pictures. But I finally had to get Skye’s medicine, and I refuse to drive all the way to Steillacoom and not stop at the lake.
By waiting to mid-afternoon I managed to take the walk in the least dark part of the day, and even saw a patch of blue just before it poured on me.
Perhaps sun wasn’t necessary, though, because all of the birds I got close to were solid black anyway, like this elegant crow, that was part of a huge flock:
this American Coot that nearly walked up and tapped me on the leg, apparently wondering what I was doing walking around in the middle of a storm,
and this pair of cormorants who rushed to take advantage of the what little light there was to dry out their wings.
At least I can’t complain that the birds’ brilliant colors appear faded because of the lack of sunlight.
I’ll try to do better tomorrow when I stop at Ridgefield Wildlife Refuge on the way to my dental appointment, but it’s supposed to be raining tomorrow too, so don’t get your hopes too high.