I went out earlier to get psyched up enough to mow the lawn (hardly my favorite task). I was pleasantly surprised to see a chickadee in a small spruce tree in the front yard. Another. And another. There seven or eight in all. peeping and peering and hopping all over. I am happy to believe that this is a clutch that came from our nest box in the nearby birch tree. I cannot confirm that as a fact, but it is nice to have that thought.
We came back from the Russian River Friday. Too late for sockeye (red) salmon but i did get a very nice 15 inch or so rainbow trout… on a dry fly, a parachute Adams.