The huge snowstorm we were told to expect turned out not to be so big. Still, I went outside hoping to get some nice seasonal shots.
I walked around the corner to a street of pretty townhouses hoping that there would be some nice decorations.
A surprisingly large number of people still had pumpkins out. I missed a shot of a squirrel eating one.
The temperature was supposed to drop all day, but instead it rose and the snow quickly disappeared.
Then I spied one of my favorite little birds, a Northern Mockingbird, in a sapling.
He waited patiently while I circled the tree trying to get a better shot.
It’s good that they’re not timid birds because I had to take my time and focus manually.
Finally, he flew into a tree and was quickly joined by two others.
Here’s the third bird.