It's hard to tell how far the main line extended west, but it must have been at least four city blocks of the sort we don't have here. Say a fifth of a mile or so. The eastern end was almost directly over my house, and several hundred feet up. It was quite the largest single flock of large birds I've ever seen here. They weren't as loud as some smaller flocks have been, both because their calls were softer and because they were higher up than most flocks fly. Still, it was a remarkable sight.
Other than that it was a dull but pleasant enough day. It has remained cool, and will do so for the next three days. The clouds have beefed up a bit and now might bring rain on those days, too, with the best chance for it coming on Thursday. It could be an electrical storm, about which I have mixed feelings. On the one hand I do enjoy thunder and lightning (as long as they aren't too close) but on the other hand the increased likelihood of power outages is distressing. Whatever else the storm brings, I do hope it's generous with its water.
The rose buds are showing a bit more color each day, and I can almost feel their frustration and their eagerness to bloom. Though maybe that's just my frustration and eagerness to see them bloom. They and I will have to wait, though, because they will open only slowly until they get more sunshine and warmth. That should come on Friday, and then over the weekend we will be lucky of we don't get more than we bargained for. It's supposed to top eighty degrees starting on Saturday, and could go quite a bit higher early in the week. It's going to feel more like June than April. But maybe El Nino will decide to provide us with more spring rain and coll breezes before letting full summer descend on us prematurely. I certainly hope so.