Nothing happened at breakfast. Later as I was leaving, a small, black butterfly landed on the mint. I think it was a wild indigo duskywing. Weird wasps and bees or bee-mimic flies also feasted on mint. A couple of threadwaisted wasps were mating which looked kind of cannibalistic. There were lots of fiery skippers and a hairstreak.
All the dark clouds finally let loose at about 1:30pm. After the rain, I saw a yellow crowned night heron hunting in the spartina. A house wren foraged in the wet mulch and a squirrel above picked wild cherries. Titmice came for seeds.
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