Southish eastern Alabama, USA. Today is my favorite kind of weather. Sunny and clear, no humidity, and between 75 and 80 degrees F.

Even the sycamore is blooming now. The Chattahoochee River is almost at flood stage and threatens to submerge the riverwalk. Leftovers from storms up in the northern part of the state, I guess.

There is a bird that hangs out in one of our trees in the mornings, I'm guessing it's a mockingbird, that has taken to learning a new call every week or so and using that one call repeatedly until moving on to a new one. One week it was immitating a cat (it definitely wasn't a catbird because I know what they sound like and this was different... it wasn't a cat, either). Another week it was immitating a dog. This morning it was immitating a bobwhite quail (I know it wasn't a realy bobwhite quail because it didn't sound exactly right, it was morning, and I've never heard a bobwhite quail around here). I have no idea where this bird heard that particular call.