Leaves dripped from rain overnight. Hummers came for a drink. Titmice and the regulars wanted seeds. A downy woodpecker did too. The cardinals were courting again. The squirrel who developed a taste for mealworms was back. I chased it away and put out some bark butter bits. Those mealworms are for birds. I think another squirrel was digging up the sunflower seeds I planted. We'll see.
As I was leaving, I saw the female bluebird fly to the nestbox. The sun burned through the overcast and heated the day but the sky stayed gray. Dragonflies enjoyed the humidity. A pimento began to ripen. Something troubled the creek surface from below. At dusk, there were patches of rose-tinted clouds. Fireflies were out.
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