Sun's back

A female towhee kicked mulch under the feeder while chickadees monopolized the perch.  Then the cardinals (including no tail) and finches arrived, along with a titmouse.  The baby wrens were still in the birdhouse.  One hunted bugs around the patio. When the adults bring food and the young cry for it, the adults often go into the "feed me" wing flutter.  I wonder if hearing feed me cries sets them off, or if they are demonstrating it to the youngsters, or what?

It was quite windy though the sky was cloudless.  A hummer found the juice to be past its sell-by.  A stream of dragonflies flowed across the patio and were carried up and over the roof by the wind.  Then one clung to a rosemary twig but the sun washed out any details.

In the afternoon, the male towhee perched on the post and whistled.  Then it hopped through the mulch and flew up to the feeder before hightailing it when I moved.  An eagle passed over very high.  The foxes romped on the far side of the fence.