Bright spots

The overcast sky made for a mellow, slow morning. A light mist darkened the asphalt streets before my dorkwalk. I saw few birds let alone people.

Finally, amid the eucalyptus trees along the street that separates Costa Mesa from Newport Beach, I saw two bright spots against the gray sky. Sitting on the telephone wire leading to a house, the Cassin's Kingbirds said nothing but showed off their yellow bellies.

Their bellies brightened the morning with a flash of sunshine. Now I'm ready to tackle today's tasks.