The rain was late enough to soak the newspaper. Ick. But it was clearing when we got up. A parade of birds came: doves, a female goldfinch, a female hummingbird, titmice, the regulars, and maybe a Carolina wren.
Well, it got dark again and looked very like raining by mid afternoon. A titmouse, a hummer, and a wren all dashed away when I walked into the breakfast room. I think it was a house wren.
Scattered drops of rain fell. The pool contained one live frog and one dead cicada, much smaller than yesterday's. I suspect the frog of being the same one rescued before, same size, same color. There were also spiders and a biting fly. Why couldn't they get together? The air was quite cool compared to the water.
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