Birdsong

I left a window cracked and this morning songs greeted me on the way to the kitchen.  It was overcast but the sun kept leaking through.  A mockingbird hid in the saltbush by the creek.  The catbird sang and sang in the nearest dogwood.

Wrens were busy with the birdhouse and they paused to sing too.  Squirrels chased each other through the dogwood across the pool where the birdhouse hangs.  This flummoxed the poor wrens. The wretched tuxedo cat prowled across the bedroom windowsill.  Egrets jockeyed for the best fishing spot.

A lot of activity has occurred around the birdhouse.  The wren sang  in the dead branch nearby.  It also investigated the bird feeder.  The regulars have been to the feeder as well.  But the sunshine has still been intermittent. 

Butterflies - including black and palamedes swallowtails, dragonflies, bees, and wasps enjoyed the afternoon sun.  An adult skink hustled across the patio.  Geese paddled downstream with a string of goslings. A robin explored under the irises.