Dark Wings, Dark Words.

Yesterday there was a hurricane.  It was cold.  It was not birdy.  There was a shark attack, and a horribly mangled California Sea-lion clinging to life on the rocks at East Landing(can't show you that here, and you don't want to see it anyway).  Pretty much a dismal day.

A throwback to happier days.  Poor foto of the Painted Bunting, which has since fled the Island.

Cackling Goose.  Anyone care to venture a guess at subspecies?  This is one of a pair of Cacklers that has been here since my arrival.  They spent the last month molting their flight feathers and are now taking short practice flights around the Island.