I walked the college campus. The weather fit what I was wearing. It was a merely a coincidence. Weather reports don’t matter much. It’s a crapshoot in the fall.
I’ve been fortunate to have taught countless classes on birds. Often, I ask the participants to tell me what is their favorite bird. I did that again, recently. I got the usual answers--cardinal, loon, bald eagle, chickadee, hawk, owl and others. One man answered, "Fried chicken."