John Keats described autumn as a "... season of mists and mellow fruitfulness!"* And so it is this afternoon on our beach. Earlier, downy clouds had shed drops of rain, and now the sun has warmed a cool morning. Two flocks of shorebirds -- gulls and skimmers -- are somnolent in the mid-afternoon sunshine. Within the large flock of skimmers, we see several immature birds, only a few weeks old, having hatched recently. They doze on this mellow autumn day along with their elders.
-- Diary, fall 2015
*"To Autumn" by John Keats, New Oxford Book of English Verse; Oxford University Press, New York