Juvenile titmice were everywhere all day, acting naive and silly. An egret hunted in the dam outfall. A blue tailed skink ran from the rosemary to the azalea, then back, then across the step to the birdbath, then who knows where.
The hibiscus was loaded with flowers and the canna began blooming. The calendula was gone to seed, making me think its a biennial. Gladiolus and the sakaki bush were finished blooming. The double orange day lilies were taking their turn. The beautyberry was in flower. And it looked like the blueberries came and went while I was away.
I husked corn I picked up from the farm stand at the library and dislodged a
corn ear worm that appeared about ready to pupate. There were dragonflies and butterflies, but they struggled with the wind. It was hot enough to make the dragonflies obelisk. Something left a nasty sploge of vomit or feces on the lower patio which engaged the attention of a cloud of flies. I rescued the usual spiders and beetles and saw a water strider and a bristletail in the act of molting. I caught aglimpse of a damselfly with a blue thorax in the mulch beyond the deep end. A golden digger wasp was too late to get much from the rue, but bumblebees were even later.
A cardinal landed on the windowsill and gawked at me but I wasn't fast enough with the camera. A little green heron alerted me by squawking and I saw it fly to the bulkhead across the creek. A brown thrasher picked wild cherries, as did a squirrel. Hummers made regular visits. Both male and female bluebirds came for mealworms but wouldn't wait for a picture. Even more shy was a red bellied woodpecker that landed on the maple.
The wind piled up clouds in a thin layer, then blew them away. They made herringbone patterns that looked fractal. More clouds arrived at dusk.
Juvenile titmice were everywhere all day, acting naive and silly. An egret hunted in the dam outfall. A blue tailed skink ran from the rosemary to the azalea, then back, then across the step to the birdbath, then who knows where.
The hibiscus was loaded with flowers and the canna began blooming. The calendula was gone to seed, making me think its a biennial. Gladiolus and the sakaki bush were finished blooming. The double orange day lilies were taking their turn. The beautyberry was in flower. And it looked like the blueberries came and went while I was away.
I husked corn I picked up from the farm stand at the library and dislodged a corn ear worm that appeared about ready to pupate. There were dragonflies and butterflies, but they struggled with the wind. It was hot enough to make the dragonflies obelisk. Something left a nasty sploge of vomit or feces on the lower patio which engaged the attention of a cloud of flies. I rescued the usual spiders and beetles and saw a water strider and a bristletail in the act of molting. I caught aglimpse of a damselfly with a blue thorax in the mulch beyond the deep end. A golden digger wasp was too late to get much from the rue, but bumblebees were even later. 
A cardinal landed on the windowsill and gawked at me but I wasn't fast enough with the camera. A little green heron alerted me by squawking and I saw it fly to the bulkhead across the creek. A brown thrasher picked wild cherries, as did a squirrel. Hummers made regular visits. Both male and female bluebirds came for mealworms but wouldn't wait for a picture. Even more shy was a red bellied woodpecker that landed on the maple. 
The wind piled up clouds in a thin layer, then blew them away. They made herringbone patterns that looked fractal. More clouds arrived at dusk. 
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