I woke up at dawn and saw a delicate, golden light on the creek, but I decided to go back to bed. Late, the sun hit my eyes and I had breakfast long after the birds. Hummers came though their feeder was nearly empty. There was a drama during PT. A wren investigated the fancy birdhouse and then a male bluebird swooped down and drove the wren away. I have not seen bluebirds show any interest in the birdhouse before so I don't understand. But perhaps that explains why the two recycled birdhouses are also unoccupied.
Blue dasher dragonflies were busy at lunch. K refilled the hummer juice and bark butter and birdbath. A tiger swallowtail floated across they yard. A fiery skipper enjoyed the lavender. Last evening's firefly looked weak because it was inside and I only saw
the light that leaked around its side. It was flying around inside
today.
Toward evening a house wren appeared. It poked curiously into everything and appeared to be quite naive - new this year? It was so small and quick, the camera had difficulty with focus.
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