The sun is playing peek-a-boo. The usual suspects are up now. The lovelorn squirrel is still pursuing hope. The hummers continue to drive each other off the feeder.
I think I saw a cicada-killer but it didn't pause to let me be sure. Black swallowtails continue to lay eggs, more easily now that I cleared the morning glory vines off the rue. A full grown skink and a tiny blue tail were active at the same time. The hummer warz continue. The poor little wren is still feeding its foster cowbird. Two ospreys circled, and a buzzard, and possibly an eagle. The sky got clearer in the afternoon and no thunderstorm materialized. I got bit by a fishing spider as I cleared leaves from the pool. It stung and there was some prickly numbness but the cool water may have helped. The spider was certainly justified as I probably came close to squashing it.
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