Gray and smoky

I assume the swamp fire is the cause of the smell though there's not much wind. The sky is mottled gray with a glare spot where the sun is obscured. The humidity is ferocious. And it turns out that young rabbits eat blueberries. At least that's who scampered off when I went out to pick. Usually it's grackles I startle.

Last evening a wren checked out the feeder.

Another tiger beetle in the pool - it thanked me for rescue by biting. During lunch, the blue tailed skink skittered across the east-facing wall of the patio. The sky looks threatening one moment and sunny the next.