Flights

[rejectomorph]

I've been hearing waterfowl flying over the house all the cloudy night, but I don't know what kind they are. The cries are faint, and high-pitched. They are neither geese nor ducks, I'm sure. A great variety of species winter in the wetlands of the Central Valley. I expect to see a few flocks passing, mornings and evenings, for the next couple of months, but those who fly by night I never see, even when the moon is bright. The moon will be a sliver tonight, but that, too, I probably won't see. This morning is even grayer than yesterday afternoon. It may be raining by the time I wake. Soggy days lie ahead. I'm well pleased.