A Carolina wren, the male goldfinch, hummers, and a blue jay showed up at breakfast. A grackle paid a brief visit.
As I was parking for the luncheon, an osprey circled above. A couple of hours later, I was backing out of the garage and a female bluebird landed on the birdhouse. She sat for a while checking all around while I pretended the car was a rock, then she popped inside. Is there time for another brood? Meanwhile, the car was having hysterics about the temperature. It started by telling me it was 112°F but calmed down to 99°.
An egret preened on the dock. A disheveled titmouse landed in the hackberry. And then I left again.
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