I went out early for my walk today. Sometimes I like to catch a sunrise on New Year's Day, but today the sun didn't look like it was going to rise over the ridge until later, so I set out to find it. With the sun behind the ridge, the streets were still in shadow. Two crows were allopreening on a wire. The resident black phoebe was singing from a corner rooftop, California towhees were hopping about. A house wren, when it realized I had seen it, shyly hid under a car. The air was filled with woodsmoke, a cozy thought for some, but still reminded me of the fires earlier in the year.
A magnolia was coming into bloom.