day was pale ochre and gray... at least from a bird's perspective in
the trees. This soft palette was appealing to me while I was watching
chickadees chirp, flit, and rest, among the oaks. Spots of yellow from
the flowering oak catkins lended just a hint of interest. This is a
Black-capped chickadee from my old backyard. This was done from a rough
photo - I hope to move to plein aire, at some point!