And I mean, charcoal, for a few minutes there; now it's pouring and the sky's white. Hope the squirrel nest waterproofing holds. Rain's been coming down in various ways since last night -- pounding, misty, drizzle, in sheets. River olive-colored and very high. Two mallards and two Gadwalls hanging around together, munching on whatever it is near the top of the wall they can't usually reach. A small group of Brant geese flew north, to see what was in the cove. These guys stayed behind; whatever was on the grass, she liked it, and he was guarding her. Assiduously: when a jogger came along, the male goose bobbed his head, a goose challenge, until the guy ran by. Got rid of him!