Squirrels are very active. Feeder refilled and hosting cardinals and finches. Lots of song and cries of "feed me!" A tiger swallowtail flew across the blue sky and a silver spotted skipper fed on the rue flowers. The parsley flowers are quite as big as Queen Anne's Lace, but more yellow-green. The Carolina wrens are working hard. An osprey soared upstream.
The tide is very low this evening. A dismembered carcase is lying on the floating dock. I think it was a fish even though I see a feather. No herons or egrets are fishing, but one little green heron flew right past me. I can hear nestlings begging in the undergrowth. An LBJ (little grown job) flew past me and landed on a piling just as the camera battery gave up.
In her column, Mary Reid Barrow mentioned a tree value calculator. And the VB Virtual Twon Hall is asking about urban trees.
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