Friday, part 1

It’s September. We turned the furnace on this morning. We sleep with the air conditioning at 66 degrees. In the morning, we just open up the doors and windows to warm up. Not this morning though. It was only 60 degrees outside. We sat outside in a light breeze wearing sweatshirts for morning coffee. Watched a river of 2,500 grackles fly past. That awesome flow of grackles went right though our camp and over our heads. Bird behavior is different now than in the spring. For some species, the individuals and pairs have all banded together into great flocks. The magpies at Chatfield have flocked up. There is a bald eagle perched in the tree on the island in the pond next to us where the cormorants normally roost. There aren’t any cormorants there today.

Another busy day. Plenty of work to do, but our attention is shifting more to the impending wedding each day. Still working out last minute deficiencies in tux deliveries.

Time for the rehearsal. It’s a wonderful wedding facility: