Right now I'm watching two tiny bushtits grooming themselves and one another on a branch of the old rhododendrum outside my window. They are enjoying a spot of sun. This is noteworthy because only minutes ago they were finding shelter, probably in one of our 85-year-old Sequoias, from a turbulent snow and hail episode. This morning Mike walked Bonbon and Abby in a pretty hardy snowfall, and the snow stuck to the ground for a bit before melting. It's been like that all weekend in my part of Oregon.
Along the Santiam River, 25 miles from our house, my friends Loyd and Anne enjoy their retirement home in a beautiful natural setting. They are "river people," having lived along the Willamette River during their career years. Loyd emailed this picture taken today of three Stellar Jays on their property along the Santiam.