It was cool (70s) and a bit breezy with intense sunshine in a sky so clear it was purple rather than blue. Humidity was only a bad memory. Titmice again mobbed the seed feeder. Hummers were happy to get fresh juice.
When I went to pick figs, though most were rotting from the rain, I saw a common whitetail dragonfly that evaded the camera. A green russula mushroom popped up under the fig tree. Wasps, including a hornet and a cicada killer, feasted on the fermenting figs. Some could not fly straight afterward and banged into the wall. I saw a green lacewing lying in wait on a fig leaf. A squirrel also came for figs.
A half dozen yellow Genista broom moth caterpillars sheltered in a web while they ate the wild indigo in the front yard. Not far away, a jumping spider lurked on another indigo leaf. Around on the West side of the house, leaf cutter bees had scalloped the redbud's leaves.
As usual, a blue dasher guarded the pool. There were other dragonflies around, but they didn't pose. A hackberry emperor butterfly did, very nicely. Wind and rain had raised toe water level in the pool and filled it with pine needles and other debris. I caught a frog hanging out by the skimmer, but it refused to pose. And I rescued tiger, click, scarab, and common ground beetles, but not much else. The tide was very high for a first quarter moon. An egret monitored the dam outfall.
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