The windows are so fogged I could barely make out the squirrels. They and finches are it so far. Not much birdsong - occasional chirps plus the ubiquitous crows and gulls - but the insects are buzzing on all frequencies. The morning glories are beginning to bloom.
The blue sky is muted with haze. A tiny skink crossed the steps. The juvie towhee has been darting out from under the morning glory leaves to forage in the mulch. A hummer came but did not drink - too full of ants? Both black and tiger swallowtails are around.
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