The fox returns

At 9am, the fox sauntered up to the steps, eyed the bird feeder, then moseyed over to the fence and headed out of sight toward the creek.  I now wonder if the den is under the East-side neighbors' gazebo.  When I first saw the fox, I was thinking the West-side neighbors' deck.  Before all that, the female towhee, Carolina wrens, and the usual cardinals, finches, and chickadees visited.  Squirrels continued their silly chases.  The sun is hot but the sky is hazed and cloudy.  Skinks are scuttling through hard-to-photograph corners.

At lunch, the male towhee came to eat.Something with small chisel teeth gnawed through the hose from the propane tank to the grill.  Grrrrr.  Butterflies are around - something brownish, a hairstreak, and a tiger swallowtail. The lavender is just beginning to bloom.