In Between Storms

Before this guy showed up there were dozens of little brown birds scrabbling all over the garden, stocking up before the next rush of rain. When that racket comes to a halt, it's time to look for the cause.

So it rained pretty hard all last night, cleared up long enough for me to pick a few things in the garden this morning, and then it started up again before lunch. It's been slow and steady ever since, much needed, but much feared in the areas that were devastated by the fires.