The only rain this morning was blowing off the trees but everything was dripping. A brown thrasher forged in the mulch at breakfast, followed by a female towhee. I had only seen the male for at least a month.
A fine mist began to fall at lunch. The wren hatchlings were louder today and their parents cursed when I got near the birdhouse. A hummer rejected the juice in the feeder so I took it down to clean. A dragonfly clung to the wall of our house. The air outside felt dank and mushrooms were popping up. The regulars competed for feeder space because the number of chickadees increased. I think I glimpsed a Carolina wren on the feeder too. Meanwhile the house wrens relayed bugs to the family.
A fox went by on the far side of the pool, too fast for me to pick up the camera.
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