n English gardener, who takes a lot of photos, visits many places, listens to lots of music, reads a lot of books, who has wandered the earth but is currently dug in in Sacramento, California. On this blog: gardening and wildlife. Life in Northern California, and an archive of postings from Long Island's southern shore, amid the wetlands... restoring house and garden. And the most beautiful sunrises...
Friday, September 03, 2010
Earl's day
It is 2.41 p.m on Friday, the day that Hurricane Earl is (was?) supposed to visit us. So far, nothing but a bank of grey sky, a couple of heavy, hard, warm rain showers (enough to flash-puddle Park Drive), a little breeze, and what must be massive breakers on Smith Point sands (can see the white spray plumes from there, rising way into the sky).
The egrets know something is going on. They have decided that the best place to be is upstairs.
The weather here has been nothing special (so far). So how do they know what is just over the horizon?
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