Warm

The sky cleared as the morning wore on.  I rescued beetles, two spiders of the fishing/wolf/grass persuasion, and a leaf legged bug.  The birds don't recognize me as a threat in the pool so I see more.  The wren that trills was singing in the hackberry.  A yellow crowned night heron preened on a piling.  Swallows sang as they hunted bugs.  A hummer came after I got out but veered off. 

During lunch I saw lots of dragonflies. A dark butterfly, probably a black swallowtail but over by the cherry, and a cabbage white flitted around. 

I saw a head sticking up on the osprey platform at Lake Smith.  Some swallows hunted over 64 as we sat in traffic.  Large dark birds perched on a cell tower near Willoughby, buzzards perhaps.  As I neared the HRBT, the temperature dropped and crows gave way to gulls.  I met an advancing front at the Chickahominy and there was torrential rain north of Richmond.  Clouds were very dramatic all afternoon but the sun returned over the Blue Ridge.