Everything was washed clean and sparkling. Both birds and bugs were like kids that had been cooped up indoors by rain. The hibiscus mustered the energy for a second round of flowers. The fungus at the foot of the oak looked like baked goods.
Fresh juice pleased the hummers. Titmice stuck to seeds. A young mockingbird was more interested in dogwood berries. I don't know what the blue jay that landed on the railing wanted. A male goldfinch got a drink but no seeds. A fledgling bluebird seemed to have business with the nesting box out front.
An egret watched the rainwater spill down from the dam. The paper reported that we got 2.68" which took the month's measure from zero to well over the average. A yellow crowned night heron just stood still on the dock
An immature female Rambur's forktail damselfly with red on its thorax perched in the rosemary. Blue dashers, a female pondhawk, an amberwing, a slaty skimmer, and other dragonflies had a banquet. Mosquitoes were thick around the figs, most of which were spoiled. A grasshopper lurked in the rosemary. A ragged web was still stretched in front of the hose. Wasps and bees clustered on the mint, and on the figs I saw a hornet and a cicada-killer.
Mint moths, a silver spotted skipper, two red-spotted purples, dancing snout butterflies, The orange dog had not moved since Monday - I hope it's healthy. Much smaller offspring of black swallowtails munched on the rue.
The pool was full of feathers and a nasty smell rode on the breeze, but no carcass was visible. A mama wolf spider rafted on a feather. Another, still clutching her eggs in a pearl-like ball, nearly drowned. I also fished out click, tiger, and scarab beetles.
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