The sun has returned to western Oregon after what seems to have been a month-long absence.
I took the dog on a walk to the field south of us and we took in some views we had not seen in a while.
Last month's snow has melted down here but it still visible in the clearcuts of the the Coast Range to the west.
A large flock of cackling geese was grazing the field and an adult California gull had joined the group.
A few mallards and northern shovelers swam in the pond, but the usual buffleheads were absent.
Two large black cottonwoods stand guard over the southeast corner of the field.
These and a few other big trees, such as the broccoli-shaped white oak were lucky to survive the surrounding developments and I always look forward to seeing them on my walks.
This doug-fir is the largest tree in the neighborhood. It's bark is covered with lichens, moss, and old English Ivy vines that were girdled to save the tree.